I haven't forgotten. I was on a small vacation. Allison's parents went out of town so we wrapped ourselves up in each other at her house. There just didn't seem to be any time for computering. We were far too busy playing house. It was delightful.
Now it's over. I'm back at home with oodles of time on my hands since I'm back on the deathly 5:00 p.m.-1:30 a.m. shifts back at work. I've been transferred to a horrible department. I cried twice yesterday before work even started. I need a new job. Preferably one that doesn't reduce me to tears.
There's a job opening for an executive assistant at the place that sponsors my football team. Half the team works there. I'm just not sure if I'm close enough to them yet to beg for a job. I could drop in my resume without telling them but I don't want to create any awkwardness. I'd really love to be a minion at that advertising agency though.
Well I must get going. I can squeeze in another cup of coffee and some laundry doing before I have to pick Ally up from work.
Nicole
What I hear: For some strange reason I hear John Mellancamp singing Walk Tall.