Work

So I work for heathens and I have been stuck here since 5am. I don’t think I ever remember time moving so slow in my life only to go faster than light when I finally get out of here.

I’m looking forward to the little bit of family taste I get this time of year, but it will speed by and more than likely be filled with anxiety due to my sister’s perfection.

I have to learn to pace myself. I don’t have to come in so early. Paperwork work can wait,  along with the banking. I stress when I have to run the store, part of the reason for my past “breakdown” here.

God love her, the cashier here tries, but she has one slow pace. Im losing my mind here today.