Hodge-podge

Yesterday was my first day back at the 'mart in a week. An entire week off--only 2 days of which I had actually requested (well, and the days of my summer classes). And boy let me tell you, it did not begin well.

I couldn't sleep the night before. Then my dog woke me at 6 AM, vomiting. That says "Mornin' Ma!" like nothing else will. Then I had to go to the store to buy him different food, because he wouldn't eat the food he had (and hadn't for about 3 days--hence the getting sick). I got to the store, realized I had forgotten my wallet (that's what I get for bouncing between handbags). So I drove home, back to the store, and home again. Fed him, wouldn't eat it. Tried to go back to sleep, couldn't. Tried to get online to pay some bills, internet wouldn't work. And to top it off, I had to go to work.

Hubby texted me to say, 'Hope your days gets better.' Oh, right, forgot to mention that it was my 3-year wedding anniversary, and the husband is out of town. FUN.

Anyway, I snort at above-mentioned text. I'm sorry, work at KMart isn't exactly high on the things-that-make-Holly's-day-better list. In fact, it's not even on the same continent as the list. Perhaps it's not even on the same planet.

It was hot, because the powers that be at the 'mart won't replace the outdated, overworked AC. I literally stood in jewelry (practically stationery) for 45 minutes and was dripping in sweat. That is stupid. I also watched another employee bring in a doctor's note saying that she couldn't work in the conditions at the store because it was making her, quite literally, sick. It's so stupid.

I went home, ate some dinner, fed my dog (who ate! YAY!) and watched tv all night. I also got to talk to the absent husband for longer than normal, which was nice.

Update on the job: no update. They've received all my crap, so hopefully I'll hear from them soon.

Peace out, chillins.