Animals, Creativity, Dogs, Emotions, family, Friends, Holiday, Life, Love, Thinking

A Quick Rush of Words

Only a few hours of sleep. I got home later than normal from work (I was at the gas window so there is more to do at night) and so Moose’s medicine schedule was off so we didn’t get to bed until late. I didn’t do any extra writing. I spent time with Chris. We talked as we rewatched CSI.

I have friends at work that really want to be friends and some of them try too hard. And then I feel guilty because I am trying to be friends but it is starting to feel forced. She is an awesome person and we can sit and talk for hours about anything but I don’t do talking on the phone a lot and all I have is her land line. She recently hurt her knee and seemed to want to be left alone but I feel as though I should call her to check on her because that’s what friends do. Part of my problem is that I never remember when it is convenient to call. It’s not like I can shoot a quick text message and ask her if she’s ok (and she can read it whenever). I guess I should try to remember to call after work today since I get out early.

I am looking forward to Christmas this year because I have Christmas AND the day after off. Which means I can try to catch up on my sleep. I am really looking forward to that. And even more than that I can’t wait for Chris to use his Christmas present! I am grateful I can get him something big (with the help of Mom) that he really wants.

I should wrap this up and get ready for work. I see that I’ve not taken any photos so I will try to remedy that later today. Thanks for reading and stay safe!

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