Here I am, alone again in the house for what seems like the umpteenth weekend in the past few months. Most of the time I don't mind it, but whenever the 'rents leave for the weekend I have to take care of the dogs, which usually entails coming home directly after work to let them out and waking up early to walk and feed them. It's really not that bad considering that in return I get a couple of days of freedom. But it can be a drag when I want to go out.
I really shouldn't be complaining. I think I'm just cranky since I had to work on Thanksgiving and Black Friday. Tomorrow morning I have to be at work at 9:30am to open the bar, part of my training as a bartender. Considering I have to work all of my regularly scheduled shifts on the floor, its gonna take me a long time to finish my bar training. Sort of annoying considering I have bartended before. But whatever. Like I said, I'm just a little cranky and overworked. Overworked, and yet still poor. The money this week, as expected, was dismal. I made a whole $15 on Thanksgiving Day. Because, duh, who goes out to eat on Thanksgiving if they can avoid it? I was home in time for dinner with my family, but only because my dad ended up having to work the holiday also because one of his coworkers had a miscarriage.
Anyway, I just got home from the movies with my friend Rachael. We saw the new Bridget Jones flick. It was hysterical. Now I'm just sittin around watching a rerun of CSI on UPN. I think I'm gonna go to sleep soon.
i sure wish i had a few more solitary weekends a year. the one weekend that my parents were planning on leaving ended up being cancelled, so i got no alone time.
hope the financial situation improves a bit *without* requiring that you work non-stop for several months.
i'm pretty lazy so i doubt i'll work non stop even if the financial situation doesn't improve. really, i'm a bum.