Wherein Bry manages to make it through another day of work.

Today was such a long day. I think all days at work are now "long" by any standards. But Tuesdays are always horrendous. I moved the same table around three times, from one end of the store to another.

It was cold enough to wear a scarf today. I was so excited. I also wore the sweater my mammer-jam gave me for my B-day. And I ate a pumpkin muffin. If that doesn't say fall...I don't know what does.

Have not done anything exciting in quite some time. My planned Seattle trip was canceled due to CJ getting a job. I can't begrudge her work...unemployment sucks! I am hoping to get out to Boston before too long. Everyone at work is asking for time off right now because they have to dump their hours before January but we also can't really take time off after Thanksgiving. (For the record, I don't have any time off. Maybe two days worth of PTO).

I have a strange desire to go home and make some homemade soup. But I'm too sleepy. I know as soon as I walk in the door, I will nap on the couch. That is the price you pay for 3 hours of sleep and 3:00am wakeup call.

Wherein Bry is loopy from lack of sleep.

Just got to the library post-work after a brief stop at home. There were only two open spots at the (more than likely) Bill Gates sponsored computers. One was next to the homeless man who comes to the store all the time and the other next to a young man in a suit. I chose the suit. So I am now sitting next to Elder Ellis who is presumably skipping out on door-knocking. As childish and ill-informed as it is, I always giggle when I see LDS missionaries. I have nothing against them. Other than wondering why they and the Jehovah's knock on my door every Saturday morning. Heathens sleep in. Come visit at 10pm. That's when I'm sitting on the couch.

Tomorrow is my birthday. I already got a gift from RF and I got some money from MH. But not for my birthday. Just because he owed me. Coincidental. I have to work all day, which is just as well. But I will find something to do later this week. With someone. I guess. Who knows. Whatever.

Here is the list off books I am trying to read by the....hold on. What do you do when the librarian is the loud one? Can you shoosh a librarian? Anyways. Here is the list of books I am trying to read before the end of the month:

Pride and Prejudice with Zombies
Brave New World
Brief And Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
The Girls
The Position


Also in the works....trip to Seattle to see CJ! I'm so excited.

Wherein Bry admits to acting the fool.

Twice in the past week, I have embarrassed myself in front of contractors at work.

A week ago, a technician came out to fix a leak in the pipes. When he was done, I asked him if he had to cut the pipe out and he said no.

"See this rubber seal? It has a divot. It looks like they pinched it when they installed it so it's been leaking for quite a while. And any time you put a hole in a rubber, there's a geyser."

It is a credit to my dirty mind that I instantly went to the naughty place when he said that. It is a credit to my professionalism that all I said in response was "Well I'm glad it is fixed." And then promptly went downstairs to tell JS because I felt someone else should be laughing with me.

Then today, a came by to pick up some paperwork and I said, "I will be right downstairs to take over but first I have to do Loomis." Which sounds pretty tame. But both as soon as I said it, the man and I both looked at each other and started laughing. and I lamely added "...ahhh. The delivery."

I am a classy lady and it is moments like these that make that evident.

And to address the elephant in the room. Yes, Wednesday is my birthday. And no, I don't care.

Wherein Bry Gets Her Shit Together

I am currently at AA's house and he has passed out after some pizza and two hours of Project Runway. This is a change. I normally pass out early in the eve and he gets to watch me sleep. I will try not to draw on his face with marker as he has nicely never done that to me.

I have been moping around for the past month being sad and today I decided to get my shit together and stop that. It is probably post-visit to MT, post-RF moving, pre-birthday blues. And really there is no reason to be so Bluesy McGee about things. So I'm pulling my self up by my boot straps and getting on with my fabulous life.

Work is still work. I do love my job and I usually only have "I wish I was any where but here" moments when we are at our busiest and when more than one person has called out on the same day. But for the most part, it makes me laugh, keeps my running and makes me smarter.