Two Weeks Notice

So a lot has changed since last I blogged. Mostly, my life has just changed. Like, I got a full-time job and met a neat guy and found a new place to live. I also made my part-time employee livid, was dealt the silent treatment by both said boss and fellow friend/co-worker, and have been sleeping anywhere but my nice comfy bed. It's been a leetle crazy. Things that I've learned about life: staying up until 3am is not the best idea as a rule, and if you know something is going to end, two weeks notice doesn't always help the situation...

Good things always come in threes, right? Numero uno of good life changing events: I got a new job. A good one. You know, like one with benefits, nice wages, power and domination. I'm the new manager for Hancock Fabrics. Ok, I know, who would be like "omg, I'm so excited to be manager of a fabric store for the rest of my life!" Well, maybe not for the rest of my life, but its not only an amazing step up from my current life in money, status and independence, but it could lead to other good things in the future. And I love fabric. I really do. Honestly, I didn't think that I was going to get the job. The sign for the position had been up for more than a month, so I just decided on a whim to take in an application on the off chance that they still hadn't found someone who was suitable for the job. After I got the interview I made the mistake of asking Heather if she had gotten an interview as well. She said she had and all of a sudden I realized my awkward mistake...

For those of you who don't know or who haven't cared, I had been living with Heather for the previous two months. Things were getting tense when we both decided to relieve the tension by me moving out. 'Twas fine, for I had found this cute little duplex to move into right after crazy convention week at Nuskin. Let's just say that I'm happy I found a place to live because if I thought things were awkward when I found out about the interviews, it was nothing compared to telling Heather that I got the job, having her tell my boss before I could, and not talking to me and ostracizing me from her family....well...it sucked.

Then I dated Nelson for two weeks. Then I learned some stuff. Then I worked.




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