Mimi's favorite colors are neon pink, green, purple, and blue. All neons. Damn. We're fucked.
On another note, I haven't blogged lately because I've been working non-stop lately. I've worked Sun-Tues-Wed-(Was supposed to have Thurs off, but they needed me to come in)Thurs-Fri-Sat-Sun..... I will throw a fit if they ask me to work on Monday. I will not work again on a Wednesday because the clean-up is AWFUL (I had to have hubby help me, it was so annoying), and Thursdays really aren't so bad, except that then I have to work for the next three days straight.
Honestly, it wouldn't be so bad except that Hubby worked in the mornings on some of those days, and I work in the afternoon, so I'm dragged out of bed waaaaaay before I'm ready so he can go to work, then have to sit around for hooooours, before I can go to work myself and by then, I'm already so close to being tired that the first massage makes me sleepy. By the third or fourth? I'm like (Z_Z). I have recently learned that yes, you can massage while sleeping, because yes, I've done it. Not for long periods of time, but just for short bursts that give me energy back.
I also stay hungry. All the energy I eat goes into the massage I give, so I'm generally hungry after each massage. It's gotten a little better, by which I mean I'm halfway into my second massage when I get hungry now, but in a few ways, that's even worse.
All this does not mean I do not like my job. On the contrary, I like it quite well, especially when I don't have to work with a few people that I don't particularly feel fond of. I like most of my clients (though I've had a few cases where I really wished they would tip better), and I don't mind the hours.
Hubby has been getting ridiculously cute lately. We were in the store shopping, and we heard a little girl crying 'Mommmmy!! Mooooomy! Mommmmmyyyyyy' and I found it amusing. Hubby looked at me and said 'THAT is what you want! I don't understand how you can want that!!' and I laughed. 'I do want that. So I can teach that not to cry like that.' I responded.
Ow. Typing hurts. I'm going to stop now, even though there's a lot more I wanted to say. Sorry. >___<
2 comments:
I feel the same way. I LOVE the work I do but too often there is too much of it.
Kids are so cute. Why the post title?
Because it was the greatest Thunderstorm we've had since we moved to Austin. The apartment literally shook at times, and the front door flooded slightly. It was wonderful!
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