Yes, I went to work. And yes, it was a clumsy night.
Last Sunday, I burned myself on my right arm. Touched the bottom of the popcorn kettle. Second degree burn. Blistered. And since then, I have accidentally SCRAPED skin off the burn. I have no doubt that I'll have a lovely scar.
Tonight....well, I almost dropped the entire kettle on myself. The damn thing fell out of its hinges into the popcorn. I pulled my bloody arm away in time. Eck! I hit my head in the stockroom. I kept spilling BOILING water every where when I had to close and clean the poppers. Banged the hell out of my burn nearly every chance I got.
I was weepy tonight. Actually cried a couple of times. Feeling ugly and crappy. Also feeling loved and trying to ignore the ugly, crappy sentiments. Need a hug. Need a kiss. Need some serious snuggling.
HVAC people will be here later this morning (it is sometime after 2 a.m.). I was told that they should be out of my house by the time I leave for work. I hope so. I don't like leaving strangers in my home. I have no choice though, do I?
Lots of "missing you" in my soul.
Am very tired. Will probably go to bed in a few moments. Need the sleep. I open the concession stand tomorrow/today/something like that. Then a double on Saturday. My next day off is Monday, and it can't come soon enough.
Just want to go on a picnic. A lovely picnic under the perfect tree.
sigh.....
Alrighty, then. Tired. Going to bed. Hope I am not late in rising. Em needs to get to school on time.
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