Busy busy dizzy

So life has been kind of up in the air for me for a little bit.

I'm still working but working has a brighter lift to it.  I get to work with someone I really like. As a matter of fact, we've actually had our first date.  I'm not giving out any (many) details but I would say it went very well.  I did get kissed at the end of it and it was the kind of kiss that has made me feel butterflies and tremors in the pit of my stomach for a week or more.  I'm not being overly gushing or anything.  I'm being totally serious when I say that if I just close my eyes for maybe five minutes, I remember and my stomach does a little flip flop.  It's both an awesome feeling and a slightly irritating one since sometimes I don't have to close my eyes for it to happen since 55% of my day he is crossing my mind.

And working with him is not awkward at all.  Once I got past the first shift where I really just wanted to kiss him again and let my good girl and work ethic sides beat the tar out of my slightly hormonal male company deprived side, I was fine.  I'm able to work nearly side by side with him and am able to put aside most of feelings.  I still tend to stop and stare at him sometimes but I'm getting pretty good at making my hands work so that it looks like I'm doing actual work while I do that.

So I got a pedicure last Monday and the guy skinned my toe because he was talking to the woman next to him and and still going at my foot with the scraper and now I think it's infected.  I've done everything I'm supposed to short of going to the doctor.  I have an appointment with her on Thursday next week  I will ask her about it then unless I just can't put up with the pain any longer and I take myself to the ER...  I'm betting I don't last past Sunday.  What's your bet? Considering shoes are the ultimate enemy right this moment, I'm surprised I've made it this long and I'm pretty sure that my toe just might be gangrenous and ready to be sawed off by next Thursday but I am a worst case scenario kind of gal!

So last Saturday, I got caught in the torrential downpour that hit charlotte just as I stepped out of my car for a delivery.  Soaked to the bone within minutes.  I got back to the shop and my boss lent me his hoodie but I'm pretty sure he didn't count on me taking off the shirt and using just the hoodie for the remainder of the day, but that's what happened.  I'm 90% sure that my last two male deliveries couldn't pick me out of a line up unless they only showed the chest area because neither of them seem ed to notice I had a face.  Sadly, this was perfectly fine with me.  As far as I'm concerned, my time is taken by someone else and no man need apply for the position because they will be turned away.

I am seriously about to fall asleep right now... It's kinda a miracle that I was able to stay up long enough to write what I have.  I got off at 1130 last night... home by ten to 12, stayed up writing until 145 and didn't actually get into bed until 2 ish... I had to be up at 7 this morning because the kids has both dentist and doctors appointments and NOw I;m sitting here because I take them back to my mom about 33 so that she can take Big Girl to back to the dentist to get two cavities taken care of at four and I have to be to work for another closing shift...

So I think I'm going to take a short nap.  Blog ya later!!  Stay frosty!