What. A. Week.
This feels like the end to one of the longest weeks in recent memory.
The biggest thing that happened, of course, was that we lost Watson. It’s funny, we’re all moving on, but there’s an undercurrent of sadness there. I miss that cat like hell. Both us and the cats are still a little subdued. It’s helped me, at least, that I’ve been kept busy all week. We still haven’t gotten his remains back. I’m assuming it’ll be sometime early this week. We already bought a memorial urn, it matches the one that we got for Scruffy when he passed 4 years ago. We just need to pick out a picture for it. We’re stuck between a few options and neither of us seem to be able to make a decision about it. We need to do it soon, but neither of us also seems to be in a rush to do it. I wonder if part of it isn’t because doing so makes it so… final.
Being in the new store is a hell of a change. It’s a whole different world from my tiny little store. It’s actually the second biggest in the region. Everything is different, including the management styles. I literally do not sit down when I’m there until it’s time to collapse and eat lunch or dinner. At the old store my job was largely administrative – I took care of a lot of the paperwork for the store. Most days I’d max out around 5-6000 steps. Every day this week that I’ve worked I’ve logged around 15,000. Needless to say, by the time I get home I’m exhausted, sore, and hungry. But by and large it’s been a good change. It’s just going to take some getting used to until I figure out what, exactly, my role in all of this is. I’ve been informed that my new store manager has been trying to get me on her staff for a year, and our regional finally said yes.
I feel bad, though, because it sounds like my old store is falling apart. I guess I was more liked and respected than I thought that I was. I fielded a number of texts, Facebook messages, and phone calls today about people unhappy with the new order of things. I felt bad, but all I could do was listen and sympathize. As I told them all more than once, there’s literally nothing that I can do. It’s totally out of my hands. As bad as I feel when they’re practically begging me to come back (as if I have any say in any of this), it’s also kind of nice to be missed.
Those were the big events of the week. I went back to logging food this week. I was just putting weight on, and that’s exactly what I don’t want to be doing. I kind of feel as though I have more control that way. To be honest, I dropped a few pounds relatively quickly after logging again. What I really need to is sit down with a dietician or nutritionist and work out a plan. Might have to put that on the to do list and see if my insurance will cover it.
I guess that’s it for now. I’m off the next two days, and on Tuesday have a tattoo appointment to get some more work done on the sleeve, and I’m really looking forward to it.
I hope everyone had a good week and weekend. \
Stay safe, friends!