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life updates: some sad, some ok, mostly meh.
5 years ago
First off, lets get the sad out of the way. I ahd to have one of my cats put down last monday. Lexington, our little kitten, turned chonker, that we founs 20 years ago wet and cold in the neighbors yard; was dying. He hurt his leg a few weeks ago but seemed to be doing "better," but I guess... it was the thing that just kicked off the end for him. poor little guy. :(
On the brigher side, now that the weather is changing I'm working to get my garden going! I bought a new raised bed for m y blackberries and been filling it with gravel and dirt and stuff. once I get them moved over I'm gonna bomb the old garden of weeds and plant what I can. With my current jorb, more on that later, I get alot more time off than before so; maybe this year my garden won't die of neglect? :/
ANd now about the jorb, the meh, I lost my job at the country club last fall and had to quickly get a new one. I ended up at a Chewy warehouse making about the same at about the same hours; but oh boy... they are rough hours. Not that I'm on 50+ hours like I was last summer and leading into the death of Executive Chef Bob; no, try 3 consecutive 12 hour days, 5am to 5:30pm! If the name Chewy sounds familiar, its a pet supply corporation with like 7 warehouses across the country! They are, straight up, trying to be the Amazon of pet supplies. From kitty litter, to dog kennels, to buttplugs... I mean doggy chew toys its nuts what we have. Its a jorb and I'm loking to get back into the kitchen soon, the 3am wake up call is brutal, along with I'm totally out of my element driving a forklift in a warehouse that has a fine coating of kitty litter dust EVERYWHERE!
one final thought... NO, I'm not working there to get a discount on dog food to eat. You fuzzbutts that eat pet food... you worry me...
On the brigher side, now that the weather is changing I'm working to get my garden going! I bought a new raised bed for m y blackberries and been filling it with gravel and dirt and stuff. once I get them moved over I'm gonna bomb the old garden of weeds and plant what I can. With my current jorb, more on that later, I get alot more time off than before so; maybe this year my garden won't die of neglect? :/
ANd now about the jorb, the meh, I lost my job at the country club last fall and had to quickly get a new one. I ended up at a Chewy warehouse making about the same at about the same hours; but oh boy... they are rough hours. Not that I'm on 50+ hours like I was last summer and leading into the death of Executive Chef Bob; no, try 3 consecutive 12 hour days, 5am to 5:30pm! If the name Chewy sounds familiar, its a pet supply corporation with like 7 warehouses across the country! They are, straight up, trying to be the Amazon of pet supplies. From kitty litter, to dog kennels, to buttplugs... I mean doggy chew toys its nuts what we have. Its a jorb and I'm loking to get back into the kitchen soon, the 3am wake up call is brutal, along with I'm totally out of my element driving a forklift in a warehouse that has a fine coating of kitty litter dust EVERYWHERE!
one final thought... NO, I'm not working there to get a discount on dog food to eat. You fuzzbutts that eat pet food... you worry me...
