Grandfather died. Witnessed a suicide on the way to the funeral. Spent much needed time with my family. Lost a fellow employee. Covered those shifts in a 20 day consecutive working extravaganza. Continue working two positions on my own. Sprained Achilles tendon and ankle. Not during work hours, but rather on my way home from said working hours. Someone bought me a free coffee today. Got a little smile. My boyfriend is one step down from a god for putting up with me during this whole time of change. Bigger smile.
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You obviously don't spend 8 hours/day with your bf. He is a god :D (and no, I wasn't paid to say that...)
Hope your foot is feeling better soon!
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