Yesterday wasn’t a good day. It was a slower day. We had a good floater pharmacist, who not only knew how to work the system, but was also ok with helping out when we needed it. Or even if we didn’t need it, for that matter. Unfortunately, the slower the shift, the more difficult it…
I’m fucking terrified. Now that things are at the stage where I’m really doing the mental math and planning for this stuff, I’m slightly freaking out. As it stands, and if my little spreadsheet is correct, it looks like the money situation at home won’t be too bad for a little while, as long as…
I feel like I’m just banging around like the ball in a pinball machine. I don’t know what to do with myself when it’s just me here. I started sorting the pile of clothes in the spare room, a pile for each of us, and a pile of things we shared. There’s Netflix, but I…