Right time of the night in My Unpredictable Life ...

Oh heeeyyyyyy!

So I’m still alive. Not sane. Definitely not sane, but still alive.

• I was switched to working Mon - Thurs, night audit only a while back. Yes, it is great having the weekends off with the family. Yes it is nice having more money. But I get less sleep now. But that’s okay. I can sleep when I’m dead.

• The Child turns 13 tomorrow. Lord help me. Her hormones finally reared their ugly head and I thought she tested my patience before! Ha! It is never dull around here. I’m stock piling duct tape. Because she has me thisclose to duct taping her ass to the ceiling! But God knows I love that kid. I truly do.

• The Child is the team manager for her school volleyball team. Most days I don’t know if I am coming or going. Her out of town games are gonna kill me! The very 1st one near about did when I had a flat tire on my way home, at dusk, 20 miles from the nearest anything, 1 hour from home. But I made my Daddy proud and I got it changed before it was fully dark and made it home. 2 weeks ago we let her go to an away game without us. I couldn’t get anyone to switch with me at work and I was afraid I wouldn’t make it back in time for work and Hubby was “too tired” to go (he’s an ass). Her bus got back to the school at midnight. I was fit to be tied! I almost made him bring her to my work so I could see for myself that she was safe & unharmed but I was good. I just hugged the hell out of her when I got up the next day. (We kept her home from school and she was still asleep when I got home so I let her sleep). We are attempting this again on Mon. I hope my nerves survive.

• She is still keeping up with karate, Girl Scouts and band. And so far she is maintaining an all “A” average at school. Shit. Way to show me up, Kid! So if she can do all that then the least I can do is try to keep up with her. But come on, Kid, give your Mama a break or something. Oh wait, you are going to be doing that for one week soon in between volleyball and basketball. Because you know she hasn’t run me completely ragged just yet. Nope. Now she wants to do another 7.5 weeks of basketball, either on the team or as the manager. God help me.

• Little Girl & Baby Girl are still around. Why management won’t fire them, I have no clue. But at our last staff meeting we let it be known that we are fed up and morale is at an all time low and something needs to be done, asap. So we’ll see. They say they don’t want to fire them until we have replacements. Which yes, I understand. But I told them I would be willing to work overtime, unpaid, if it meant they were gone. Oh well. We shall over come this.

• Friendly neighborhood sniper guy is still around. Still behaving, most of the time. I think I entertain him and that’s why he says/does what he says/does. Work is never boring, that is for sure.

• I’ve been given more responsibility at work. Used to be I didn’t get a chance to sit and or eat till around 4:30 am. Now I don’t get that at all. I am non-stop from start to finish. I’m still clocking 4-5 miles walking/rushing each night. Y’all should see my thighs! LOL

• We got a new breakfast attendant back in August. I was done with her after the 3rd night. Talk about rude and crude? Holy hell that woman is a mess! Everyone is too afraid to talk to her about her job. Well, everyone but me. For some reason she has taken to shadowing me. She calls me “Mama” (and ironically she calls friendly neighborhood sniper guy “Father”) and is always asking my opinion/advice about everything. She is super lazy and will only do the bare minimum when it comes to her job. I lit into her a few weeks back. I had to apologize to Omar about overstepping my bounds and doing his job for him (which he fully thanked me for doing … wtf?). My talk with her helped some but not enough. We are still having issues and she is on the verge of losing her job (when they can hire her replacement first).

• I discovered that the guy hired a month after me is getting paid the same amount on regular shifts as I am getting on night shift (night shift is supposed to pay higher than regular shifts). Not too thrilled over that but it is what it is.

• The girl hired 2.5 months after I was has been promoted to guest services manager. Yeah. Not too thrilled about that either. But again, it is what it is. I need to find out from Rick if he turned it down & that is why Maggie was approached. In all honesty, I know they didn’t approach me for the position because I made it known from day one that my family comes first. This is just a job and not a career and I can’t be available for certain shifts, hence why I work night audit only. Paul is leaving us to help his parents start up their own hotel so I can understand why he wasn’t approached for the position either. But still. I found out shortly after Labor Day that I am considered a part time employee (was only working 24 hours a week at the time) and therefore I qualified for nothing. No pay raises, no time and a half for holidays, nothing. Since I have been at 32 hours the past month, and if I continue at 32 hours for the next 2 months each week, then, then I will be considered a full time employee and will be eligible for all that jazz. Wish I had known that at the beginning. In 2 weeks I will have been there 6 months already. Of course, at this point I would just be happy to have, to FINALLY have, my uniform shirts. I finally sent Omar a text the other day and told him that I was down to 1 (out of 3) shirts I had bought on my own (for dirt cheap) and Walmart quit selling them so I would be wearing regular (professional) shirts until he ordered mine (that should have been ordered 5+ months ago). The down side to that is if we get a mystery shopper and they note that I am “out of uniform”, the hotel will lose points on the mystery shop and that won’t go over well with corporate. So time will tell on how fast he orders my uniform shirts.

So with The Child running me ragged and working more hours, I rarely ever see my lap top and that is why I am so far in between updates. For the most part I post updates on Facebook. But for how much longer I will be able to do that, I’m not sure. You see, I have an iPhone 4. I am 4 months shy of having it 4 years. It is on it’s last leg. About the only thing I can do with it is make/receive calls. My Yahoo Messenger quit working on it. I can’t get it to load at all anymore. Facebook is hit and miss most of the time. It takes forever to get it to load and most of the time I don’t have the patience or time to fool with it. The battery dies a lot quicker than it used to. So I am in need of a new phone. I could upgrade with Verizon but if I sign a new contract with them, I will lose my unlimited data. No thank you, Verizon. You screw me plenty with your price gouging so I will return the favor by keeping my unlimited data, thank you very much. Of course, the down side to that is that I have to pay full price for any phone I get. So I’m about 1/2 way saved up to the new iPhone 6 Plus. Hopefully by Christmas I’ll have the rest lol. We had to buy plywood and shingles to redo our patio roof thanks to the hail storms we had back on Mother’s Day. Damn me for being a responsible adult and putting the needs of my family ahead of my own personal needs!! lol Of course, now we need to hire an electrician for our garage. Apparently the polarity is reversed in 3 of 4 outlets and it has now decided to keep tripping the GFCI outlet (not the breaker)??? Why did it take 2 years to do that? Did someone sneak in my garage when I was sleeping and change things around?? Anyway, I have a funny feeling the money I have already saved for my new iPhone is fixing to be used to pay for the electrician. Maybe by Mother’s Day 2015 I will have a new phone. In the mean time I will continue to baby mine and keep praying it holds up for me.

And I will continue to eventually find my way back here. I’ve been reading up on all of y’all. I haven’t noted (not unusual for me) but I have been reading.

Since I was up at 5 am this morning for an out of town volleyball game, and I have just been informed that I have to run to Walmart to by The Child some flowers from my In-Laws for her birthday tomorrow (they forgot her birthday was coming up and sent her gifts out late), and it’s 10pm, I’m going to close this.

I can sleep when I am dead.

Till next time ....