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Letting Go, Moving Up

 I am not really a huge fan of change. I like the same routine for the most part. Today my routine changed since I had to work on a Sunday. Well I didn't have to, I was asked to and said yes. It was not a bad day. Not busy at wall so I just cleaned this table that is always icky looking. I scrubbed it until it was shiny, and then I felt good about a job well done.

 So then when bossman got there, and I should be going home. Suddenly T man is leaving... Without taking his run. I am then told he's been let go. This is a bummer. I would hate to be the bossman because letting someone go is never easy or fun. Unlike my unstressful job of waiting tables. So T man is no longer with us, which means my routine is changing, because many of my days, were working with T man. I can't say he was the hardest worker we've had, but he showed up and did what he needed to do.

 On a brighter note I was offered a promotion of sorts. As we all know I am the server that has been there by far the longest, in fact, I have been there longer than the boss or any other employee in the store. Remember how I said maybe Sunday will earn me brownie points? Well apparently it has. I have been offered a bit of a higher pay to add on some more responsibilities. Not like bossman, but just a bit more. I think I would like to do this, I cannot believe I am even saying that. Normally I would not want any more things on my plate... I guess I am really growing up. Go figure.

 Oh and my girls night out! I had a night out with the girls last night. I was actually invited to tag along! We went to this bar and grill place, and I had a nice time. It was nice getting out, away from the kids (and the husband) and just talking crap and enjoying myself. I hope to get invited to tag along more often. I hope I was fun. The other girls were crazy. Some really drunk guy came to our table slurring so bad, you could not even understand him. It was hilarious. Boob girl (name left out to protect the innocent) shoved her tatas into some limo type guys car and asked him how much for a ride... It was a great night with memories that you can't get anywhere else than a bar I guess.

 So even though I had to work, this weekend was a pretty decent one. I came home from work to a house that had been cleaned, by my 15 year old daughter. Still wondering what she did wrong that she's making up for.... I am sure I will find out eventually... Until then I will just enjoy the fact that my sink was empty, litterbox cleaned, laundry folded, and all that jazz. Don't question why dude, just let it be.

 Wow I just realized Monday is tomorrow, already. Blah. Oh well the kids are back to school so that is a plus! Here we go, new week, new routine, new plans and new dreams. Bring it!

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