Sorry for the title, but I couldn't resist after my 3 year old son decided to disrobe right out in the yard after we got out of the pool yesterday and proclaimed, " I'm a super hero, I am Naked boy!" He even made the muscle man pose and then struck the super hero pose perfectly. I needed that laugh so damn bad, and my little man delivered it flawlessly.
I'm still doing my special project for my company, and getting up @ 3am daily just to make it to work for 5:30. I am hoping it will be over soon, I am so damn tired and stressed out right now. I appreciate that they think highly enough of me to give me so much responsibility, especially since I lack the official training to do the job. But the added stress of trying to do a job I haven't been trained for is weighing on me greatly. I actually pissed off one of the temps so much they decided to let most of the air out of one of tires. Assholes, here I am helping out by making sure at least some of them get to work, and they have to pull a stunt like that. All I have to say is Karma is a bitch, and things usually come back to you more than you gave when you do something like that. I also had one of the temps tell me they found a body down the street from their house Thursday night. Man I am so glad it wasn't me finding some dude with his head full of lead, or me having my head full of lead. I can say that working there has made me appreciate so much more what I do have. For as bad as I think I have it, at least I'm not them. I saw some poor schmuck riding a ten speed down the road in front of my branch with no tire on it, just riding on a rim. I also see the 2 or 3 folks everyday who are out there with their tattered clothes, dirty faces, and shopping carts full of empty cans and bottles they must collect just to survive. In the big scheme of things I am truly blessed indeed.
Thursday was a good day, and a horrible day at the same time. I acquired a new little dirty faced, skin and bones kitten who was living outside the branch. I felt so bad for the little bugger, who looks to be only 6-8 weeks old, I decided to give him/her a proper home. I call him "little carmen" after the person I am filling in for down there. I also had to go say goodbye to one of my best friends at work in my usual branch. She has been so good to me since I have been there. I know she knew about me, but she never said anything directly, and I never confessed anything to her. She is heading back home to Puerto Rico to get married, and hopefully have a great life. I wrote her a nice note in the card we got for her on how I hope she would be happy, she hugged me after reading it, said "you too honey" with a wink in her eye. It said to me that she knew, and hopes I find happiness in this journey. I hope she finds it ten fold, she deserves it.
On a comical note, my old boss from the paper has been trying to reach me to ask me to come back to my old position. I do miss the job, and the people I worked with even more, but I don't really see any chance for advancing my career there, or making the money I need to make. I haven't decided if I am going to talk to her in person yet, but I'll at least see what she has to say on the phone. Who knows maybe things have changed since I left last October? I may be able to have my cake and eat it too.
Oh well time for me to get ready for my really early bedtime so I don't fall asleep on my way to work. Hopefully this will be over soon, if not I may have to call on the heroics of one Naked Boy to lift my spirits, this time I hope he keeps his clothes on.
Love to all, and g'nite.
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