So I had my monthly 1 on 1 meeting at work, I met my goals. Now I have new goals.

My supervisor asked how the training was going iwth the new girl and I said I think we had a bit of a personality conflict (which surprised her) and I talked about some struggles I had. I got some advice.

The main thing is she's eager and she's not listening to what customers are saying. Also I should have been letting her ring up on my numbers and shadowing her. But she has her own numbers now and today I'll be shadowing her.

I'm not doing such a hot job training, but I'll be better today.

And I'm being asked to apply to 2 full time positions. I had some waffling over whether I should go back to work full time at all, but I've been working around 30 hours a week and full time at this store is a minimum of 33 hours. And I've looked at the schedule for the full time people in the positions (it's full time what I do nnow and another job I'm cross training for) and they get just around the minimum hours. Which is fine.

The only thing I didn't think about is health insurance and if my new therapist will take the health insurance they offer, so I'm going to talk to my supervisor about it.

It would mean a little bit of a raise and leave time. So I'm at least applying for the jobs so I can keep my options open.

Raise and leave time are a very good thing.

That all sounds really good, askye.

askye, it doesn't sound like many more hours, but you need to do what is right for you. Best of luck making a decision.

I am at the beach. Mom and Stepdad have safely arrived in Rome, but apparently ran into some huge protest in the area of the Spanish Steps.

Tep, enjoy your par-tay tonight. Drink some wine for the rest of us.

I made reservations at Blue Ginger for our 3rd anniversary next month!

Don't you love the calls that start with "Mom, I wasn't involved and I'm fine...". The search and rescue team had training today and they were caravaning back. One car was following another too close. The front car stopped short, the car behind swerved and hit a light pole. All passengers were transported to hospitals, but word is that the worst is a broken leg...I hope that holds true.

CJ was about 2 cars further back, driving alone. He said he pulled over and ran to help. He still sounds so shaken up. Everyone is hanging at HQ waiting for word from the Chief, who went to the hospital to check on the injured folks. CJ wouldn't tell me who was hurt.

Don't you love the calls that start with "Mom, I wasn't involved and I'm fine..."

That's a good way to start it, though! He's keeping himself out of the danger zone so you don't have a mama bear flipout--just the concerned adult for friends which involves less of a transformation into a befanged beast of revenge and anger.

They must feel awful--the rescuers having to rescue themselves, and over a small thing like not maintaining proper distance. I wonder if they're getting mortality shakes on top of everything. Poor kids and the adults involved.

Restoring the computer is...interesting and might just take the rest of my goddamn life. But it's the best choice.

I just talked to my co-chair and found out that her son (A) was in the front car. The kid (D)who was the center of the promotion drama (didn't get the position he felt he deserved which went to A) was the driver of the car that hit the pole. Haven't heard more on injuries.

Just knowing who the two drivers were means the drama is going to increase exponentially. D is a jerk who takes no personal responsibility for anything, so I can only imagine that this will all be A's fault. A could have been driving like the best driver ever or been hanging his ass out a window, it doesn't matter - from what I'm hearing, D didn't allow himself enough stopping room. The sad side is that I've been driven by A and he is a so-so driver. Add testosterone and animosity...they are lucky it could have been so much worse.

Suzi, so glad he's okay and I hope any injuries are quickly healed.

So I've got SAD kicking in and PMS piling on, just as yet another semi-promising guy from OKC turns out to have no chemistry for me (or vice versa). What a terrible alphabet soup it's making. Wish I had one of my Bitches here to pet my hair and snuggle me. I'd make popcorn and we could watch Ginger Snaps Back.