The Husband had surgery a couple of weeks ago and has been home ever since. While I like that he's actually listening to his doctor and taking time off of work, it is really different to have him home every second of the day. Something that slides because of that is blogging here. He doesn't know about this blog. Everything I bitch about here, he hears in first person but I don't think he needs to read it too.

So I'm tapping this out quickly while he is gone to pick up one of the kids from a baseball game.

I'm working a different shift at work for a couple of weeks too. Normally I have off on Wednesday and work Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. With the new shift (Ha! I accidentally typed "shit". Coincidence? I think not.) I'm in from noon to 9 p.m. Monday through Friday. I hate it. I do not like what I'm doing and I'm fairly certain that one of the chicks I'm working with doesn't like me. I've said "hello" or "good morning" to her and she looks at me blankly and walks around me. Um, okay...I've decided to see if I can finish out the next week and a half without saying another word to her.

And I have a fucking cold. I'm snotting all over the people I'm supposed to be training. Lovely. I'll be glad when this deviation from my regular routine at work is over and I can go back to what I know.