oh, i'm swimmin' alright, rachel. i'm swimmin' in paperwork that amy didn't get done. the phone has been ringing every 3 minutes. literally...i hang up from one call and another one comes in.
LOL appy! i'm just not sure i'd wanna work in close proximity to inmates with knives, even butter ones.
MM, amy gets 21. i get 15. it's a seniority thing but to my way of thinking, something's lacking in this equation.
i guess i'm just cynical...when she calls or text messages me and her first sentence is "i feel like CRAP!", i'm skeptical. you know the ole saying...methinks thou dost protest too much. there are a LOT of days when *I* would love nothing better than to stay in bed but i have a job to do. wait, lemme correct that...it seems i have TWO jobs to do.
of course, there is always a miraculous recovery on friday night or saturday morning but then there's the big setback the following week. we recently switched days off...amy works fridays now and i work mondays. it was at my insistence since civil cases are heard on fridays and her work was never done for hearings and, well, i guess i don't have to tell you who ended up drafting pleadings and filing motions at the last possible minute. have i mentioned how much i hate civil law? LOL! now, thursday is a holiday, friday my day off, monday another holiday so theoretically, i will have FIVE WHOLE DAYS off. i have a list of things i'd really love to get done around the farm and if amy isn't here on friday, i don't have to tell you what's gonna hit the fan.
i don't even discuss this with liz any more. it's like peein' up a rope. she won't dock amy's pay and in fact is feeling a little sorry for the girl. last friday, toyota came and took her brand spankin' new truck because they got behind so far on payments. i'm trying to figure out just exactly what they did with the $6,000 CASH they supposedly got for these bulldog puppies.
this has been a brutal few days for me, emotionally. i have a dear friend in arizona who is a member of my reef aquarium board. his wife, only 26 years old, has fought leukemia for 5 years. she has been in remission 3 times and 3 times we have all rejoiced with them. her last remission is coming to an end, she is now in hospice care and the doctors are saying it could be any day. i have been trying to be supportive and i have talked to her husband several times over the past few days when he calls frantic. i have relived gary's death over and over not only with him but also in my own mind but i have to stay strong or at least appear to be, for mike's sake. it's all just so sad and the added pressure at work has me just about to blow.
oops, there i go again with the great american novel! **sigh**
