I'm just not a worker bee

Monday was great, Tuesday was....eehhh. I mean, it's bound to happen. You have to have a rebound, right? I mean... the day wasn't BAD... it was just long. I left for work at 7:30 this morning and got home at 6:30 tonight. I got fairly snippy because we had some people wander in right as we were locking up tonight wanting a quote for auto insurance. They were sweet people (a little bit old and a little bit country which made things a little slower, trying to explain insurance to them). It didn't bother me that they came so late. It bothered me that with all the trouble I've had with Austin being alone after school, I somehow ended up having these people dumped on me.

The original deal with Duane was that I would work 8-5 but the office is open until 5:30. I'm a team player. I don't feel right cutting out a half hour before everyone else but... there have definitely been some issues (fire in the carport last week) with Austin being unsupervised for two and a half hours after school. Every minute that ticks by after 3:30, I am worrying about what he's getting into. The kid that provided the lighter fluid was at the house this afternoon, although he has been told to stay away. (I found one of his school papers in the kitchen. He's not only a delinquent but he's also not very swift, apparently) And it really aggravated me that my co-workers (especially the one without kids) were all too quick to say, "see ya, good luck".

I'm the first one at the office every morning. I am the only person who works Saturdays. I told Duane (who was nice enough to stay with me but didn't see my email to him saying, "I really can't stay" until I was wrapping things up) that I was going to have to explain to my coworkers what sort of pressure I'm under with Austin, and how it's really not a good idea to leave him unsupervised for long. He said, "be diplomatic". *laugh* I really do like Duane.

It's Barry's 45th birthday today. I sent him a text at 6:30 this morning. He is not a morning person. He is also not one to really be big on birthdays but... oh well.

The new Good Housekeeping magazine came in the mail today. That always makes me happy! It's ridiculous how excited I get about getting a magazine in the mail.

I'm having to play bad cop with Austin to get him to clean his room. Remember the little orange pegs I talked about in December? Still finding them all around his room. No tv priviledges until they're picked up completely but... as usual, that means he wanders into my room every thirty second with some very important comment or question.

Biggest news of the day: during construction at the office they removed some of the trim and discovered the shriveled up, decayed skeleton of a rat. I took pictures and will post them later. It's gross.

Ok. Time to enjoy my veggie pizza. Love and hugs.