I got a massage today. Mostly at the insistence of Michael. But, if I am working, I fully plan on starting to treat myself to things that will help me take really good care of myself. Like massage, manicure, pedicure, hair cut, waxing... Yeah.
We went to the apartment complex that we like. We picked it out for location, amenities, and price. The property manager said that there would be 2 BR apartments opening up just at the time we are looking to move. Fantastic.
Work is going ok. They moved me. I suspect because of being short and not able to do tall people stuff. Plus, I think that I wasn't "getting it" at the position that I was at. Whatever. I'm still employed, making decent money with a company that hires on at a decent wage. Even though I won't be here for but a year more. Michael should get accepted into school to get his degree to teach accredited courses at the college level.
I will probably start 6 months after him because tuition will likely be more expensive as an out of state student.
Well, that's all for now.
Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta have a job.
Posted by hawkie at June 17, 2008 12:55 PM