was supposed to be at work at 645/700.... but didn't get out of bed until 740. Opps!
"ya Julie [that's my supervisor] I just got up at 740, so I won't be into work until 840"
"ok Sarah, that's fine"
I really do love my work.
ya, so it only took me an hour to get ready [paint face, curl hair & get dressed] & to get to work.... ya. I was surprised too!! only an hour... when normally it takes me about 1.5 hours to get ready in the morning. [yes, on "normal" days I do get up at 500am]
hmm... the rest of my day was alright... got a request to look into four accounts, and I honestly thought it was going to be simple stuff, but the more I looked, the more I realized how screwed up these accounts were. I can't believe that out of four accounts, only one of them was sent up correctly. That's a 75% margin of error right? that's pretty shit.
man, the more I work at this place, the more I realize how anal retentive I am.
Christmas is two months away. that means that leaving for England is less than two months away. that means that my goal of having $800 spending/extra cash for England is less than two months away, which is really only four paychecks away. Ouch!
I think I am going to see if I can get a second job... I was thinking of being a santa's helper at a local mall.
hmmm.... Andrew asked me "so how many days would you come home saying how you don't want any fucking kids?"
ya. good point.
speaking of children, saw my cousin & his wife this last weekend, he's my age [actually 6 months older than me...] and they are going to have their second child in about a month, and let me tell you, their first kid? THE MOST CUTEST ADORABLIST LITTLE CHILD ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!!!!! but he still doesn't make me want to have any just yet.
alright, timer was yelling at me, time to remove the foil top from my oh so yummy lasagna ::drool::