You win some and you lose some...

Day 3 in the world of almost a bride:

This morning I woke up really happy. And then that all went down the drain.

Got up, showered, actually got my hair to lay flat.

Left the house.

Sat in traffic behind two rigs.

Going to be late for work.

Accident.

Couldn't take my normal route.

Had to take the long way.

Construction.

Couldn't turn.

Had to take Colfax.

Ew.

Going to be super late.

Stopped and got everyone breakfast since I was already going to be late.

Got to work.

Argued with my boss.

Boss told me that something happened last night.

I was the only one working last night.

Said something did NOT happen last night.

Boss continued to argue.

Boss then sent me an email that said that said something was going to happen this afternoon.

Boss still thought I was stupid and he was right.

Boss apparently thinks that a ghost works here.

Guy who pissed me off by saying homeschoolers were stupid, psycho idiots, is now arguing about politics upstairs.

I can hear everything.

Dude that I don't get along with at work is out for the next couple weeks cause his wife is having a baby.

Happy dance for his absence.

Scared face for his children.

Anger because he hasn't done his work for the past week.

Have to do his work for the past week.

Really annoyed at him....

Customer on the phone asked if I was a computer.

Wouldn't stop telling me computer jokes.

Asked for a manager.

Three people yelled at me.

Called insurance company to switch card numbers.

Lady couldn't figure out that I was Chiarra not Eric.

Said four times that mine was the Cobalt.

Yes, 2008.

No, I do not drive a mini van.

No, my payments are made on the first.

Yes, not the tenth, the first.

Some jerk told me I was ugly when I didn't smile...

All because he didn't have a social security number and I wouldn't take his application.

You see, some days are good, and some days blow. Just because you are full of joy doesn't mean you are happy. Some days I just can't stand people and I have no patience.

Other days, I am nice as pie. My desire to be fake and pretend to like my job went out the window when I learned that I was moving away.

It is not a good place to be at, that is for sure. I am so done with working there...and I still have a month.

21 days actually!

Okay I can do this!! 21 days until this life draining place can no longer kill my soul.

Some days are great. Some days are not so great.

Today is a not so great day.

Today is a day that I am glad I only have 21 days left.

So today, there will be no wedding planning.

There will be a bubble bath and a good book.

You win some and you lose some.

Love,

Almost A Bride