So, I stated working on the weekends back in August as a way to get some adult interaction and some extra money. I love working, who I work for, and the people I work with(most of them). I usually look forward to going to work.
What I didn't think about or worry about missing when I started my job, were all of the Holiday festivities we typically do together. Like the parade today... Or the Breakfast with Santa next weekend...
It honestly never crossed my mind until this week. And now I want to lay on the floor and pound my fists, kicking and screaming because I DON'T WANNA GO TO WORK.
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11 years ago
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Hey, look at you with your pretty new blog!!! You look good in pink and green. I was so surprised when I got your comments--and pleased! You're as good as on the blogroll already--BWAHAHAHA!!! And you've made me get all overly exclamationy, in my excitement!
How are the sprouts? I'll bet they are so big. Oh and the kicking and screaming and not wanting to go to work? Welcome to my world. EVERY.FREAKIN'.WORK.DAY. :)
I'm so glad you're back...
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