I'm employed. Start tomorrow. Nervous a bit...
Of course the second I take this job, another job I was waiting on finally calls me back and makes me an offer. I don't really like having choices. It was easy with just the one offer...but now two? Eh...
The people took two weeks to call me back after several weeks of interviews- so screw them. Right? Taking the one that called me back the very next day and said, "We want you!" I think it's a better fit.
I pulled a little somethin somethin in my neck 4 days ago. It still hurts. I can't turn my head. Feels like whiplash except I didn't do anything to cause it. It just appeared.
I feel like taking some pictures. I'm going to dust off the old camera this weekend and try to get some spring shots. We are decorating eggs on Sunday, and making the magnificent Easter bread. Joy!
Girlscout cookies are in and they made me fat. Fatter. No weight watchers this week. I'm afraid to weigh myself. Bleh.
A girl I used to know had a baby, apparently. She is the same age I was when I had my girl. Young-ish and unwed. She'll be fine, she's well-adjusted...at least last time I saw her I thought she was. I am wondering what the parents think. Especially since the mom of this girl looked down on me from her high horse not too many years ago. I kinda wanna run into her just so I can say, "HA! BITCH."
That's bitter of me, I know. But, I'm only human. I took a lot of shit from a lot of people when I had the girl...and didn't have much help. So, I'm allowing myself bitterness today.
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Congrats on the job! My weigh-ins have taken a major hit since girl scout cookies came in.
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