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I didn’t kill myself at work today like I usually do on Monday’s. I decided that I can’t be everything to everyone. I looked at the report log for the month and I have 5x as many orders as the genius from Virginia that swooped in to rescue me. He is a sweet guy- but not the sharpest tool in the shed.
When I was a teenager I attended church with my mom. Somehow every Sunday I ended up having to give up my seat for someone else. I kept being pushed further and further up toward the front of the Church. Finally one Sunday when I found myself on the second row I announced to my mom that if I lost my seat again and was pushed to the front row- I was going to take that as a sign God was calling me to preach. I’ve decided the next time I see the boss- I am going to tell him when my orders hit triple digits I am going to take that as a sign from God that I need to find a new line of work. We need more people, but they refuse to replace the one’s we have lost- and we were short BEFORE we lost them.
Joey called me. We talked for close to an hour. He told me he misses work. He misses the job itself. He didn’t say he missed me though. He never says he misses me. I have noticed a change in him. There is a bitterness about him. Every time we talk he mentions the fact that he thinks his bypass will only be good for maybe 10 years. He told me today that he isn’t going to let them do something like that to him again. It is like he is counting down the days until he dies now.
I can’t tell if he is just depressed because he has been all cooped up in the house. Or maybe it’s because he feels weak and it is taking him a lot longer to recover than he thought it would. I am hoping that once he builds up his strength and is able to go out again he will start to perk up. At the moment, I am very very worried about him. He seems snippy and grouchy. Very bitter- not at all like my Joey. I wish I could talk to him face to face. I do miss him.
My niece embarrassed the daylights out of her parents Easter Sunday. She is 3. During her Sunday School groups song she danced and showed everyone her slip…waved at people. Tossed her shoe. It was hilarious. It’s funny how other peoples kids totally misbehaving in a church program is funny…when it’s your own…well.
I hope Joey calls me again tomorrow. I don’t want to bother him, but I really do miss him. Part of me is really worried that I have lost my Joey forever. |
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Posted by SimpleSugar on 2008-03-24 20:40:06 | Rating: | Views: 47
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