I did pass my skill check on the first try, but I am slooooow compared to the 20-something boys in our group. Okay, so I would be slower than 20-somethings doing anything, except maybe dialing a telephone or spelling, but I feel old.
And short. I realized this week that I have mostly functioned in a world where I am not significantly shorter than others around me, but that is not true anymore and I don't like it. When I was working full-time, it was mostly with other women, and the ones I worked closely with happened to be either my height (5'5") or shorter. J is
We could only work 4 hours on the warehouse floor this week, 6 hours next week, then full time. It's called work hardening. The dogs have not been happy with being put outside at 4 am and have made that abundantly clear when Ameranth got home around 10. (Since she was a rehire, she only worked 4 hours- I had the actual picking as well as training time) Little do they know that later they will be outside until 1:30 and have to wait for their dinner until then. Ameranth pointed out that this is their work hardening period as well.
I am so looking forward to sleeping as late as I want to tomorrow, then we get an extra hour on Sunday, thanks to Daylight Savings Time. Or is Daylight Savings Time that is ending now, and we are on Standard Time? I could Google that, but I really don't care. I will however turn the clock back to Halloween for another cute picture of Ladyslipper.
Ok, so it's two pictures but I had to have her face in one!