I just called to say I love you.
Came in this morning on the weekend because my boss was hard up on covering this shift. I found a note on my desk yesterday to go see her, and when I got to her office, she inquired if I'd work today, 9AM-3PM, please? She sounded kinda desperate, like she was running out of folks to ask. Didn't think twice, told her I'd be there, and lemme tell you, the look of relief on her face was worth it alone, the pay for doing this is just a bonus. But that's why I am at work on a Saturday; Boss Lady needed help covering, and Lord knows she's been good about giving me time off when I ask/if she can give it to me, she's gone to lengths to help me in the past on many things, and giving me my requested days out is just one of many. It's only fair I do this for her after everything she's done to help me out. Plus, an office doesn't run smoothly unless there are people willing to help out, and I could, (what was I doing today, anyway?), so there was truly no reason for me to not be helpful.
And yes, Jericca/Crowmamma
, I've had some days off lately, my schedule has eased up a lot, so I'm NOT being a workaholic!
I hope I'm not, anyway.
But if I am, I have an AWESOME job, can you blame me for wanting to be here? I love being here, I love what I do, I love the crew I work with AND I get paid for it all on top of all of that. I mean... who wouldn't want to be here? Yes, it has crazy moments, but I was built to withstand crazy moments and I even do pretty well in the middle of a crisis. So I'm told. I think I'm capable of handling crap in the moment, but I still have my freak out/panic attack after things have been handled and crisis averted. I don't know how good that is; I'm still freaking, I'm merely able to postpone panic 'till post crisis. Maybe that's good... I dunno.
Got a prezzie, albeit belated, for my buddy here at work for her birthday, Diana, which I'll give to her this Monday. Hope she'll like it.
It just showed up at the post office this morning, and I went and picked it up before work this morning. I won't say what it is, exactly, ('cause I know she takes ganders at my page), but let me just say, I'm pleased with it and I think she will be, too. So if you read that, Diana, I have something for you on Monday morning, come see me! (Or, since we're in the same pod, turn your chair around, I'm right behind you!)
I already showed it to my other office buddy, Shyy, who said it was pretty, and I trust Shyy's judgement.
And while I was typing, coworker compadre Amy came over to say hi. I sit in the corner pod, I joked with her, "they put me in the corner so I can't cause trouble." She said, "Girl, all that means is you're going to cause trouble in the corner instead of in the aisle rows." What can I say? She knows me.
Still greatly looking forward to the weekend of April 10th that I'll be spending with John. I miss him like crazy and I'm nearly clawing at the walls to get there. I hate waiting. I know I'm not an extraordinarily patient person, but I have gotten better over the years. (Heck, I gave my love for John a few months before I told him directly, some part out of fear he'd turn me down, another part was, "I need to have a few months sobriety under my belt before I approach him, he deserves better than I happen to be just now." I'm glad I waited!) This April 2nd will be two years dating for us, and it's been a phenomenal two years. Even on my worst days, they weren't all that bad, because I have him in my life. I used to have horrid days, and now I don't, and the only variable that changed for me was John. One day he wasn't there, the next, there he was. And for all the bad days I have had, they're just ... a lot more bearable on account of the presence of that amazing man in my life. (Love you, Honey.)
And yes, I'm waiting on the presents to get here in the mail that I bought for John, I want to see them and examine them before I wrap them and give them to him. They have to be perfect. That's another shortcoming of mine, I'm an unrepentent perfectionist. Sometimes it is a good thing, but mostly it serves to slow me down when I get nitpicky about details. However, I'm sure what I got for him will be perfect when it shows up, if the pictures on the webpages have any bearing whatsoever. (I was impressed with them, to say the least.)
Not sure what else there be to report at this time. I'll be in touch throughout the day via notes and comments, maybe more journal-poo entries if we remain as slow as we have been thus far. (Slow enough that I was able to leisurely pen this windy journal-poo entry!)
Have a great Saturday, folks.
God love you like I do,