damonone

So.

There are still two puppies left. I'm ready for them to go. Totally. Too much poop.



I got a new job. It pays more, it has 40 hours and full benefits. I start middle of next month. But now I feel bad about having to quit my current job. It's been nearly a year (I started there end of July last year), and while I'm sure I'll learn to hate my new job in time, it just won't be the same. Plus, my super just gave me a performance review, and she generally likes my work and has gone out of her way help me. And the scheduler is nice to me too. Like the other week she asked if I had a good weekend, and I told her (jokingly, of course) that I didn't have much of a weekend since I work Sundays. And now this weekend, I have Sunday off.

I know it's not personal, but sometimes it does feel that way.

Ultimately, I know that I have to think about me and my short long term life (ie, making 800+ dollars EXTRA per month) and all that jazz. but still.....
Now I have to tell them...




Now on to my secret plan to fly Elvgrenink out here one way..