Best get used to it for the summer. It’s the schedule I’m on for the remainder of the program.
But I’m okay.
A coworker is willing to carpool with me. (Meaning come get me and take me to work during the times he and I share the shift.)
I’m frustrated with two coworkers.
I’m relieved for the weekend.
My mother’s new tomato plants are dying/dead, due to us having a mouse issue with it living on our fucking deck.
And I’ve managed to nearly break the bone on the side of my ankle. Whacked it on the edge of our metal coffee table when I went to lay down on the couch.
7am to 2pm. I’ll cope. I like it.
Also was praised today. So that made my day better.
Sunday is coming. And with it, I can’t wait to see the shenanigans…so long as I can still walk.