Hellllllloooooo out there!
I'm officially back to work from being on maternity leave. The night before my first day to work, I swear "Wolfie" knew I was going to leave her or something, because she was a little terror! She did not want to sleep in her bed, not even beside me... she wanted to be on me! The next day, I didn't get as much sleep as I desired, but I was still to work before my reporting time! Yay me!! So, I'm there and it's an employee recognition/award ceremony. Those things kinda get on my nerves, because my unit is so small, and I have yet to be recognized! LOL! Am I wrong for feeling this way? Maybe it's because I have this nonchalant attitude about this place. Don't get me wrong, I'm extremely thankful for my job, and I actually don't need anyone to tell me that I'm doing a good job. I feel like I do an excellent job! The first time they did something like this, the lady that was rewarded had only been in my unit for a few short months. I don't want to take anything from her, because I feel like she does go above and beyond. When she's not here, I feel like "blah"... LOL! After that, I think that's when I started having the nonchalant attitude. Then when I found out they got some money with that, I was like "Oh yeahhh???" I eventually said something to my supervisor about it, and she gave me some lame story as to why it was her and not me. But by that point I was already like EFF THIS PLACE! Hahaha! Hey, that may be why I'm not getting it. I don't know. This is probably sounding real wish washy, but that's just how I feel. Like I don't care, but I do... if that makes any sense!? If you don't get what I'm saying, eff you too! LMBO! I'm really just joking! ...anywhoooo, so when I finally get to my babies, I felt like they really made my day. Getting those smiles, hugs, kisses...Awww! <3
This past weekend, I was a ball of emotions. There was so much on my heart. I told my BF that I wanted to runaway. His response, "go ahead babe, I'll be here when you get back." I clearly wasn't going too far, I was actually taking "Stabs" to a birthday party, and I decided to take "Wolfie" with me. LOL! He's always so supportive. I'm so thankful for him. So it took me some time, but I was able to get out of my stanky runt. Thank God! I'm learning to not let the things that I can't control, control me. You know what I mean? I really wish I was able to go to church because I always feel so much better when I do. And I feel like going makes my week so much more better.
I also made a decision to do what's best for me. And currently, that's having a peace of mind! I don't know how much more my nerves can take.
BTW: This new format really blows major balls!