I’m so tired. While I worked only 30 hours I’m completely drained. I went to East Providence for some training today, and finished up about an hour early. I was supposed to go to the store to get my evaluation done after training, however I was on the schedule as being at training until 1pm, and I knew shit would fly if I showed up at 12:30pm, so I sat in the car and read the last 70 pages or so of The Davinci Code before heading inside. Eventually I got the eval done, and I’m now listed as mostly “satisfactory” with a few “proficient” ratings and a bunch of “not satisfactory” things, with a note explaining that the “not satisfactory” things are things that I haven’t had the chance to do yet. The pharm doing the review for me also said that they haven’t been putting me at production as much as they should be, and admitted that they’ve left me at the register for longer than they probably should have, but that’s because they’re short-handed and even though they’ve got a bunch of techs, half of us aren’t trained and it’s more efficient to have us work the register than slow everyone down in the back.

I finished my jean skirt the other day, fully aware that it’s about 2 sizes too small for me. However, I made a shorter one out of a pair of too-big pink cords, and tonight I slit the seams in my $40 Lane Bryant jeans that I bought right before school started because they’re way too big on me and even a belt wouldn’t keep them looking nice, since I’d still look like my ass is swimming in them. At least if I turn them into a skirt , I can wear a belt and it will look better than having saggy-ass jeans.

I think tonight might be an early to bed kind of night. I’m tired and achey, and I think I just want to curl up in bed with Eddie and let him rub lotion into my feet, get naked, and snuggle with him.

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