Generalized in Tales from a Rabbit Breeder

My one manager and I that have been rubbing elbows have kinda figured out a peace or truce or something. We are figuring out how to orbit each other. I think she realized im not easily offended because shes being more friendly. She also told me im doing really good and is going to put in her reccomendation for me to be full time perm to the store manager. When i fucked up bad last week, i got that write up and my store assistant manager said there is no way ill be fired even for cash overages or shortages. Unless im 100 off haha. Then yeah. But otherwise. Im too good at my job. But having my direct manager tell me im doing good and is going to recommended me is really good. We just have to figure out how to work with one another without getting upset. I feel that shes not as easy to talk to as say the store assistant manager. And the store manager hes like a huge ADHD kid. Hes friendly and easy to talk to but i dont make jokes. Either way, we are figuring it out.
I still have a terrible love hate with my job. I enjoy the people, hate the money. Hate how much my body hurts. Love getting a pay check. But the full time i hope helps. I would be happy with 4 hours a day 5 days a week haha or 4 days or whatever. But its not going to happen.
This week i only have one day off. Im covering for one of the girls who hurt herself.
Im thinking this may be why my managers are looking at me approvingly. Ive done it twice now, covering for people who havent come in. Last week they called me ( last resort as it effects my hours/overtime) And i covered 4 hours. Tuesday i should be off and im covering 5 hours. Im the only person who hasnt called in, missed a day and come in whenever they call me.
If i could get my farm things up and running and making me money then i would quit. Mostly because of how much it hurts to work. I do love the interaction, but i cant even explain how much my feet hurt. Its not normal wear and tear. Its pain in the heel the arch, the sides of my foot, the tops near my ankle. My calves ache. The pain is burning. Its not like a little pain. Its like stepping on a lego constantly. Then it lasts forever. If i rest, it MAY slow the pain roll. Sometimes. But when i get up to walk, ill be hobbling. Literally. I can barely pck my feet up because it hurts so bad. But thats my life. I get up, i do the work, and i hurt. Some days i come home from work and am in bed for an hour. Then sleep till 2 hours before work. The recovery is harsh. And its never enough. Its hard. I keep going though. because we need the money.

Sigh. Progress is as it is. Slow…
B got a job and has been working 4-6 hours 5 days a week. He is very proud of himself. :) I am too. He is doing great.