emiloo

Word.

I had a bunch of stuff to write about the other day but I didn't have time and now the feeling's gone.

Things are starting to look possible, however. Plans are becoming realities. Looks like I'll be making something of myself after all. Yep, determination is good.

Oh, and we got a new manager at work who I like a lot. He's making everything kinda come together nicely. So I'm beginning to feel a little more comfortable. I can't help but notice that everyone is getting a little impatient with me being sluggish to catch on, though. I've always been a slow learner, especially with technical stuff. Things have to be repeated to me a dozen times before I finally remember how to do them. This is also why I'm horrible at math. It took me almost a year to really feel at home and confident at my last job, and that was simple stuff compared to what I do now. Hopefully they don't get sick of all my questions and fire me for being a pain in the ass.

Well, it's late-ish, but I feel like running on my treadmill. I have a bunch of crap I want to get done tomorrow, such as:

Sign up for class
Put laundry away
Return some stuff to Hobby Lobby
Go to the bank and find out why the hell I'm getting charges from the Corporation of Windsor(????)
And, apparently, buy dog and cat food

All of this must be done before 2pm. Which means I need to get up early. I have trouble doing that.

And tonight? Now that I finally have a Friday night off? I'm gonna clean my guinea pig's cage. And u know what? I might just get an early start on that laundry. Cuz I'm exciting like that.