Two To Go

(Note: I wrote the majority of this post last night, but due to a thunderstorm had to finish it up today. Ignore any inconsistencies)

Things have been going downhill for a while with the current job and I finally had the nerve (yesterday) to start doing something about it. YB, just like 98% of the people who are attracted to me (in a person-to-person, non-romantical sense), is a crazy jerk. He broke up with his long-term, live-in lady friend a few weeks ago and he's been taking it out on me like it's my fault. Unprofessional to the max. He has also been doing his hardest to squash any happy I might have in me, and while it's hard to crush 1,000 gallons of amore' into a fine wine, he has managed a decent-sized dent in my attitude. He has also started coming into work half-blitzed. Lame.

I took a half-day (more like a quarter-day) at work today so I could go interview for a different job. This job would be more like what I did at the gift shoppe I was running at this exact moment one year ago. Hard work for sure, I'd be crafting and creating and finally dusting off that part of my brain I let glaze over and partially die. I would be working not alone or with a dump truck of testosterone, but with a small group of six ladies with similar interests. So, moving along to another level of the plan to re-technicolor my world, I accepted. That's four down, and two very large, very complicated steps to go. And I cannot wait until I take the next plunge.

(side note: Have any of you guys noticed that when something good happens it's always hard to track down your friends? I should know better by now, but alas, earwax)

Oil changes, waxes, tank fill ups, and lots of shopping are currently in the forecast for today so if you'll excuse me, I'll be going to spread a little sunshine my way.