Weekend Recap...

Well, working on day 6 of 9 straight. Sigh...

Anyhow. Thursday night I went to Beecher to the Beer Garden. It was fun. Got into some shit, with a guy, but nothing big. And to ashamed to tell the story here. Just know that it was a learning experience, and boy did I learn.

Friday I had to work. Sigh. But hey, 3.5 hours of time and a half. Since I got denied Financial Aid and looks like I'll be getting either a loan or paying for the classes myself, I need all the money I can get. (And I'm doing REALLY well with finances...I'll blurb later).

Friday after work I went to Steel Rod's (as Fresh calls him). That's the new guy. Things were going well. He asked me if I was working this weekend. He and some friends were going to St. Louis on Saturday for the Cubs game. Sadly, I had to work. But, that was like, an invitation right? I mean, he asked if I had to work and went right into the Cubs thing...and was like, "Shitty" when I said I had to work.

Now, here's where things get sticky. So people were going to be staying over at his place in preparation for Saturday. There were supposed to be 8 people going. Well, the only one that ended up coming over was this girl. She's friends with his guy friend's wife (make sense?). Anyhow...apparently she had stayed there a few weekends ago after the guy friend's wedding. And was going to be staying again that night. When I left him as of 10pm Friday night, it looked like she was the only one.

Now...he told me about her. Told me she stayed the night. I was there when she came over. It wasn't ackward and there didn't seem to be anything going on (you know how sometimes you can tell...). Anyhow.

I had to go home due to working at 7am on Saturday and he and said girl were meeting up with the friends. He kissed me goodbye in front of her and told me he'd tell me about the game.

And that's the last I've heard from him.

Should I be concerned? Am I just thinking too damn much? Or am I justified? I mean, yes, we're not in a relationship. But he has said that he's not shy about us...

Sigh. I hate dating. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I just wish I could pull my head out of my ass long enough to figure out a situation. And my gut isn't helping me out on this one either.

I just need to start practicing patience. I need to just breathe. As a book Fresh gave me says, I need to W.A.I.T.-"What am I thinking?" Well, maybe not. Because my problem is my thinking. Le Sigh.

Anyhow. Input would be greatly appreciated.

So, Saturday was a day at work....from hell. One of the coworkers called off...on our VOICEMAIL and didn't even attempt to find a replacement. NOT cool. We were short handed and the weekend of/after/around a holiday is INSANE! After work, I just went home to bed. No sense in going out when I had to work today, even tho I got to be the "late" one.

Today....sigh. I did NOT want to wake up. My body was crying for more sleep. I get up, get to work...first thing we get....a C-Section. Collie with 7 pups. There's 3 techs. Two of us are in with these puppies. My boss keeps pulling them out and handing them off. He's telling us to hurry. Now, usually, for a C-Section there are more techs and a doctor or 2 available. Oh no. Not on Sunday. Because as WE'RE in the C-Section, the other 2 doctors are seeing the patients that have started coming in. There's ONE tech in the treatment area and she's getting swamped. And not to toot my horn, but I was the most experienced staff member. The other tech tries to go in to see what she can do in treatment, and I'm left in surgery tying off 7 puppy umbilical cords as they're squirming around. Not only that, covered in afterbirth and placenta and goo...it was NOT an easy task. MEANWHILE, my boss is yelling at me to hurry up to get into treatment cuz they're getting their ASS kicked. It was fucking NUTS! On top of that, I wanted to get to the beach. That's the MAIN reason the day was crazy. I made plans for after work. Anytime someone makes plans, work is fucked. It was just back to back cases. And nothing was easy. Bloodwork to run, and one of our machines is acting up...xrays to take. We had to take xrays on a GREAT DANE. You can't see me right now, but I'm shaking my head. It was ridiculous!

All the while I'm keeping one eye on the clock. I send one tech into surgery so she can start cleaning. I'm in treatment trying to keep things going...and noon is FAST approaching.

I didn't leave til 12:45p. Sigh. And you know what, my boss didn't tell me "Great Job" today. I worked my ASS off...and being with the staff I had. Sigh.

But I did make it to the beach. Finally! Got a little color on my back/shoulders. Need to work on more color, but we'll have more lazy Sunday's on the water.

After dinner at Quaker Steak and Lube I just lounged at home and watched a movie.

Back to work tomorrow. My day off is not until Thursday...but that's the day I hope to meet Dale Earnhardt Jr. Scratch that, Thursday IS the day I MEET Dale. :D

At least I have something to look forward too. (And like I keep telling y'all...you NEVER KNOW! As much as I SAY I'll marry Dale Jr....what if? Haha)

Hey...a girl can dream. Especially when her dreams are SO much better than real life!