Ready? Not really

Ready to start another week? Not really, did the other truly end? Lol. OT on Grave seems like a rip off. On swing I could work an extra day and still have 2 off. On Grave it barely feels like one. You leave work at 7 am on your day off..hey..wait..I was at work on my day off? Geesh.

Not a lot accomplished, just the bare bones; clothes for another work week, small shopping, putzing, and a haircut I am as usual not pleased with. I don't think there have been many times in my life that I have been completely happy with the cuts I received, maybe once in a blue moon. I wanted to keep the length, just a trim of my bangs which seem to grow faster then the rest of my head. I've never had anyone just randomly chop pieces of my hair before in such record time. Since I am broke, I also opted for no blow dry. ( how come using a hair dryer costs me $5?) Instead of combing it so I would not leave looking ragged, I got a hand tossed head and out the door I went. Seems even in discount hair cuttery's you get what you pay for. Once home and looking in the mirror the growling began. Again. Perhaps I should learn how to cut my own hair, that way I can get mad at myself.

**note: I'm already snarling at myself for my bad choice in a temporary color. All I need are horns now...lmao.

This work week will bring (hopefully with no call outs) some 'in the office training' for supervisor reports. Once that is done I will supposedly get to wear blue. Not holding my breath. Seems I was the first picked and the last to don the mantel, always staffing as the reason I am not moving forward. Perhaps if they rewarded Grave workers for the crappy personal life we have as the result of our hours, and the lack of real time off we would keep more workers. Yes, I could hold my breath, but I don't wear blue skin well, except in battle.

I also have more dreaded paperwork to go through for FMLA, that is not something I can put off.

The bills for the E.R. visit have also started to roll in..excuse me...hahahah. Sorry. (hysterical laughter time)

This summer seems to have flown by, fall approaches on rapid feet. Am I ready? Always, it's my favorite season. My once planned for short break will instead be a recovery period but there's no getting around that. I understand from others that taking the ol' gallbladder out might be a diet aid, lol..but with my metabolism I am not counting too much on that. I just have to be different because God said so. Being in this same unpredictable body for 51 years I've sort of gotten used to that. Wishing you all a good week or weekend for the normals....

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