Time has been flying by so. damn. fast. I seriously cannot keep up with it anymore. It feels like it’s been a lot of me fighting lately, fighting to get out of this situation I’ve felt stuck and cooped up in. But I’ve also been at a standstill, waiting for things to change, for something to move.
It’s crazy to believe that it’s already August, which means a year ago, I restarted this blog and brought it back alive. And then a few months ago, I went and stopped blogging again. When you look back over the last year, it’s bizarre the amount of changes that can happen.
Well guys, I got dumped. Thursday after I left work, Ray had sent me a text asking if he could call, there were a few things he wanted to talk to me about. And I knew then. Because I’ve been wanting to talk, too. So he calls me. And he basically said that we were moving at a really slow pace, and he wasn’t attached to me the way he had been hoping to by now. And that his schedule wasn’t going to be improving much once his rotations started, that he might be free some weekends, but basically, it wasn’t going to improve. And I mean, I had been worried about these things for quite awhile.
I left this blog on a sour note after the schedule incident this weekend. The funny part is, later that night, I never had to go up and actually talk to them about it, because C decided to take the matter in his hands, and approached my manager about how I wasn’t given a day off. My manager wound up calling me later that night, I didn’t answer because I didn’t recognize the number. And then I get a phone call 5 minutes later from C, or from his phone at least. When I picked it up, it was my manager and he goes, “Wow, she answered after the first ring, but when I call it goes to voicemail.”
I’m a little late. No, scratch that, I’m a couple weeks late! But Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everybody!
I’ve been known to say I’ll do something and then get totally and utterly distracted by things going on in my life. To me, it’s crazy to think that there was a time when I had so much time on my hands I didn’t know what to do with it. I’m so used to being busy, even on my days off I sit around pondering the things I could and should do. I’m not used to having all this time on my hands these days. Having two days off makes me feel lazy and unproductive.