I seem to have began to create my own bedtime ritual without even trying.
Somewhere around nine o'clock at night I hop into the shower. Then come back out and finish my surfing, talk with Jeff. Then we typically have a good night call. I come to bed with my journal and flashlight to record any final thoughts before becoming to sleepy to write any more. The sleepy process is aided by the darkened room and comfy bedding, don't forget also the puppy curled up tight.
Today was pretty relaxing. I took my sweet ass time cleaning various areas of the basement and making my room livable again. I hung the pictures Marsha gave me up on the wall above the ledge. They look pretty awesome up there if I do say so myself!
I heard a rumor that hit me pretty satisfactorily today.
It seems, according to the rumor mill that the Nazi in a pant suit (Assistant Miranda) was called into the back management office on Friday and told that she needed to lay off on people or else. Apparently she, according to rumor, is on very thin ice and on her way out the door if she doesn't change her leadership ways.
Rock on. If thats true, then someone finally realized that she was treating all of the associates like crap. Now only if they would bring ex-assistant Jeff back... grrrrr....
I miss Jeff. Ten days and I shall be in his arms once more. i need to check my schedule of Thanksgiving week and my requested days off when I work tomorrow.
Okay, sleep time. Time to disappear into dreams and oblivion.
Good night all
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