Sorry I haven't written in a few days. Life happens and so I go on. Work has been difficult working six days a week isn't expected at every job. At least I get one day to myself and family.
Mondays are my weekend. Saturday and Sunday all rolled into one. Tuesday's I'm at one job from Eight Thirtie till Four and my second job from Four Thirty till Ten. No time for family there.
Tuesday-Friday it's my day job to work wierd hours. Sometimes I have to be there at six in the morning and sometimes I don't have to arrive till ten. But I work till four everyday.
My night job isn't that hard. I love talking to people on our new speaker box. "Welcome to Taco Bell, how may I help you today?" I am told I even say that in my sleep.
Well heading to my first job. Try to make this a not so daily journel entry. Have a good night and enjoy the sleep my fellow VAMPS
My son is now in band camp. I love the way things are going I'm on the way to work. Work what a place to be so many humans so much blood and it's so hard to keep your mind on work when their heartbeats are going thump, thump, thump.
Well enjoy this entry and talk to you all on the other side.
Ok so today I've become an offical journaler. I don't usually write stuff down unless it's a story. But for those of you who are reading this. Please leave a comment on a story entry so I know if it's good or not.
I'm the mother of a seventeen year old going on forty something and like other parents he is the light of my life.
My husband well lets not talk about him there are so many other things that make me happy. He tries but since we've been forced to live with my mother he doesn't act all that sweet. I wish I had my own home.
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