sleep

Doesn't she look amazing?  The simple smile and the total comfort around her.

Every night is 8 perfect hours of amazing sleep.

Is this my life?

No.

Right about now that sounds pretty amazing.  I get up at 5, at work by 6:45, clock in just before 7 and finally clock out long past 7.  It makes for a long day.  And it's not like I'm sitting in an office staring at a computer all day.  I'm on my feet, running from one end of the store to the other and carrying a buttload of crap.  The only time I get to sit down is at break and lunch.  And because this job is so hard and demanding many people have quit.  We're down to 30 people now, new hires coming in every other day.  Do you know how annoying they are?!?!  They sit and complain to me how tired they are, how much they hurt and how mad they are at Teddy.  Pardon me?  What did you just say?  Let me slap you and then you can try again!  Sound good?  I think so! 

Let's just get some things clear, ok?  You don't complain to someone who has been working over 2 weeks longer than you.  Someone who has done a lot harder work than what you're doing.  You don't complain about Teddy to ANYONE but your best friend at work.  Just keep your mouth shut.  And don't you dare complain about getting the shitty jobs.  Guess what, you've been working for TWO DAYS!!!!  YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THINGS WORK AND WE'RE GIVING YOU JOBS YOU CAN'T SCREW UP!!! (which somehow, they still do....) And the final thing, I'm not your BFF, I'm not your psychiatrist, nor your bishop.  Don't tell me your life story, I don't care.  Don't tell me your problems and sins, I'm not going to comfort you.  I don't like you.  If I liked you, we'd be having lunch together and helping each other out during the day.  But we aren't.  So go away. 

I know I'm sounding cold hearted here.  And I'd apologize but I don't think I really can...  I've gotten along with most of the people at work.  But all the new hires are driving me crazy.  I just want to work.  I want to get everything done that Teddy and Marty want me to do.  Not follow around these newbies and making sure they are doing everything the right way.  Most importantly, I don't want to get yelled at by Teddy. 

Maybe if I knew for sure that I had the job my temper would be better.  That I could put up with these people.  But I don't know.  And if these newbies get the job and not me.  There may be bloodshed. 

Ok, not really.  But it's only fair that the 30ish of us that have been working since the very first day, today being only our second day off, actually get the job.  Not these people who have been working for 2 days that are doing all these easy jobs.

Maybe I should just go back to bed and sleep for more than 4 hours.  Yeah, that sounds pretty good.  I wont look like the lady in the pic above, but maybe I wont bite anyones head off....

....maybe....

huh?

I'm tired.
I hurt.
The muscles in my body wont move.
My hands are still bleeding.
All the blisters on my feet have popped.
Why am I doing all this?
Oh yeah, I'm getting paid!!

I should maybe explain, huh?
I got a job at Hobby Lobby.  I work every single day from 7 to 7 until October 18th when we open.  I started Tuesday and man, I'm tired.
I've built shelves and walls and board things, and pegs and everything else I swear. So now the place is looking like a store. YAY!  But we aren't done.  Now it's time to stock all the shelves that I spent that last few days cleaning. 
Some random things about work to tell.
I have many nicknames.  Here are a few....
"Expert"  > the first few days no one could remember anyones name.  I was the one who knew how to do everything so everyone would just shout EXPERT!!! And I would come and help.
"Diamonds" > a few of the girls think my eyes look like diamonds, so yeah...it's kinda weird...
"Mike" > a girl I'm now friends with, Chani, was walking behind me saying, "Hi....Hi....Hi....Hi..." but I heard "Mike...Mike...Mike..." (who is the boss's boss) and I was like, that's not me...
"Holli" > Yesterday we got our numbers that we punch into the computer for our time card.  There was no way on this Earth that I could've remembered it so I wrote it on my arm.  Every one said I looked like a Holocaust survivor.  But that was too long, so it's Holli. O_o
And my favorite...
"Muscles" >  Sean is my buddy!  Even though he nailed my finger to the wall....long story.  ANYWAY!  I was carrying a 70lb box and Sean saw me and called me Muscle Woman.  So now when he needs me to help him carry something he just yells Muscles.

The first day Lani wore a pedometer.  She worked from 11 to 7 and walked a total of 6.8 miles.  That same day I worked 7 to 7. I wonder how much more I walked...

I've only broken 2 panels of glass in 5 days!!  Isn't that happy?  Well, not for my bleeding hands.....BUT atleast I haven't broken as many as every one else!!!!

I LOST 5 LBS IN 5 DAYS!!!!  OK, now THAT IS HAPPY!!!  :DDD

The boss, Perry, said I'm one of his favorite people out of 70ish others!

And the best news?  MY FIRST CHECK IS GOING TO BE OVER 700 DOLLARS!!!!!!  tee hee :D



But I'm tired.  And nothing is really making sense at this moment so I'm going back to bed....  If any of you are bored at anytime during the day, any day feel free to text me!