I keep thinking about this post and then forgetting and tonight when I got my alert for the weekly Instagram post I remembered I hadn’t fleshed this out.
Husband was sick bringing in the new year and I managed to keep well until the weekend and I’m still kicking the last of it. The last few weeks have been a blur, mostly of work stuff.
Reading wise I’m finishing off some things from 2025 and then I’m gonna read more. Shocker, I know. Husband and a friend both got me not-legos owls of different sorts and I finished the one husband got me. The other one has been banished to the office closet so I don’t have to see it. I have never messed with Lego things and neither of them realized it. It has become ABUNDANTLY clear to the husband that I am never again to be given such things. I love the thought and appreciate the gifts, do not get me wrong, but I would rather do models with people. They are not something I want to do on my own. I’d rather do diamond art. Or read. I know my husband feels bad with how much I struggled putting the one together.
Work stuff…
I am in the process of getting my hours in driving a box truck. Over the last few weeks I added an endorsement to my license, was backup for one department, trained 2 new cleaners (only fully trained one, the other I feel would benefit from a day being shadowed while she leads), and passing a physical for truck. Basically I’m wearing more hats now. My bosses aren’t fully sure what to do with me at this point I think. I’m a backup cleaner and anyone who cleans got called after our regular morning meeting. Our main cleaner was already off to clean so it was just me (dunno where our other gal was and the other girl is in another department). They opened a full-time cleaner spot. I paused and told my bosses I would like to remain as backup and was directly told they were hoping that would be my answer specifically because I’m the only backup driver we have currently. I wear so many hats…
Much as I wanna talk about the new little demon in my house I’m going to go read now because this post feels long. Please enjoy a pic of Opie, whom the husband calls “war criminal”. Jiji has taken quite well to being a big brother for Opie and my middle child.
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