Been awhile since I’ve blogged and you probably wondered what and why happened to my blog, well the tldr; version is that it got corrupted somehow and I had to install WordPress all over again, losing my site themes etc; but don’t worry, I won’t stop blogging at all. The new layout is delayed of course due to the maker’s course work and in real life things happening but hopefully, it can get done pretty soon.
How’s the new job doing? I wanna say good and…the verdict it is going good though getting sick and spewing out tears near the end of the shift isn’t good. Thanks, Flu; regardless, The job has no lifting, and very physical tasks to do and a lot of this cashiering has to do with memorization and efficiency which I am not at yet. I’m slowly picking up the system as everyone is nice including management but I guess at the end of the day, as long as you do your job then you don’t have anything to worry about. It’s a big grocery store and I love the deals despite getting no employee discount, still, it’s okay, and I’m enjoying it even if I am not that fast and that my sickness got me a bit into trouble with the points system. No one really explains anything to ya, sort of like jumping into the water first without any floatie. It’s frustrating and usually I feel stupid. Normally, I’d be okay with this but I don’t know? Maybe, figuring something out makes it better at least I get paid a lot, like 10.50 an hour which is great.
Christmas came and went, and I realized how disconnected I am from most of my family and how my mother likes to rub it in my face, well once that I am never ready for kids. She probably thinks I’m defective because of my mental illness and physical ailments plus the whole financial aspects, still, hubby and I nearly paid off a few bills including the car, which is great but the fact is, my mother had no right. She had no right to send a text and insult me like she knew what was going on with my life. She doesn’t know and I don’t expect her to because she decided not to participate and not give a fuck and my dad is another issue too. It’s pretty too late at my age to actually act like he wasn’t shitty, himself at me, to the point of my own trauma being minimize, still, it sucks in the end.
Also, the colored-dreams.us domain is expiring and I’m not renewing it.
Just too much work in keeping two blogs alive…so what happened earlier this month? The 5th through 8th, dogsitting!
RoxieMarley and Roxie snugglingSage aka pugga