ragefilledmuffin

Damn I'm sore. I think I'm getting old--maybe its arthritis kicking in. Yesterday I was garden center girl, which mostly meant I rang up people's plants and lawn ornaments. I also got to water most of the stuff and I helped unload the nursery carts that came in. Somewhere in there, I pulled a calf muscle and it is driving me crazy still today. But I'll still take garden bitch over working inside cashiering any day.

Thsi weekend is my brothers graduation so I am treking downstate for that. My parents booked a hotel room so Dustin and I are gonna crash there for a bit to use the pool and jacuzzi.

We are also gonna do some shopping tomorrow. Dustin is changing from a rockstarish look to a more surfery look, which means new clothes. I love it, he's like a girl sometimes, which means he gets a lot of things that I do that would drive most men bananas.

No more rain. I hate driving in the rain. I never used to care. Now it sucks. Again, I think this has to do with getting old.

I am planning on enjoying this weekend. Next week, I work 40 hours of 3 to 11 supervisor shifts. If I survive that, I am the woman of steel. I am Supergirl--where the hell is my cape?

Damn I need some sleep. And a bath. Mmmmmmmm.............