Day 12 -- 9/20/19

The Homeless Chronicles

Well, working on your birthday is not for the faint of heart, especially when the shift is not an easy one.  It was completely messed up.  We were short one closer, and believe me, she will be getting her comeuppance for not showing up.  Between the lobby closer, the manager, and myself, we were not able to get done until around 3:30.  And because that closer is not going to be with the company anymore, the manager had to do some shifting around to cover shifts.  I have an extra shift next week because of the messed sitch that we all found ourselves in.  Honestly, though, that’s okay.  It is extra money in my paycheck, and I am totally good with that.

Anywho, my birthday wasn’t all bad.  Munchkins instead of birthday cake is not a bad way to go.  I bought a 50-pack, and the hubbeast and I are still snacking on it.  My mother did send me birthday greetings during my shift and that was nice.  It is always nice to hear from her, as busy as we both are.  I can only imagine what she was up to on a Friday night.  Probably doing something with Jim.  And before anyone asks me who that is, that just happens to be the guy formerly known as Dad.  After the messed up thing he did at the funeral for one of my grandparents, I cannot bring myself to call him anything other than his first name.  I may not even call him anything to his face if I ever saw him again.  How can you not say “I love you” to the girl you raised since she was 5 years old?  He legally adopted me when I was about to turn 10, and then has the balls years later to say “yep” when your so-called daughter tells you that she loves you?  No matter what problems we have had between us in the past, that is a real dick move.But I digress.  I have found that with each birthday that comes and goes, I don’t celebrate it as much as I used to.  A little time spent with family and/or friends, sometimes a little cake (or Munchkins in this year’s case), and maybe some me time.  It really is the simple things in life that give me the most joy, and as of late, I take all that I get.  Although, on my 40th, I plan on throwing a shindig that people will talk about for a long time.  Nothing too crazy, but then again, who knows?  This is me we’re talking about.  *laughs mischievously*