The post where I complain about Christmas.

I have done pretty much all of my present buying.
Every year there is a set way of how Christmas works out.

Presents for my family are bought by me.
Presents for my boyfriend's family are bought by him.
Everything is from a collective being known as Rob & Rach (or as my dearest sister will find out on Monday when her first anniversary card arrives, Pimpzilla & Batman.


Christmas day gets spent with my family.
Boxing day is a random messed up day involving lots of travelling.
The 27th gets spent with his family as it is also his birthday.

My Christmas shopping gets done usually really early.
His gets done the week before Christmas.

So imagine my shock when I get told a package from Play.com is arriving imminently and I am not allowed to open it.
At that moment I looked him in the eyes and asked if it was Keith Lemon related.
I just had that bad bad feeling Christmas day may end up being awkward.

As my nice huge fear was confirmed, we had managed to buy each other the exact same present.

Now normally it would be a random coincidence, but Keith Lemon is held with the upmost regard in our relationship. I actually do worship the man.
Luckily there is one other person I know who adores him as much as I.

So when my little spoiled present arrived in the post yesterday, we had to have the inevitable trip to Cabot Circus to visit a VERY speical someone.
A someone who made the last 2 years of my life an awful lot brighter than it would have been.
Her name, is Emily Bee.

Every friday I would show up to my shift and see her, usually greeting her with a very loud greeting of 'POTATO!'
In my leaving card, she actually did write 'you bang tidy bitch'.
This made her the easy choice to receive a random unwrapped present yesterday in the middle of her shift.

This also made a very good excuse for me to buy a much needed reindeer jumper dress, and a replacement present for Rob.


After all that, we headed to the local Hooters for some good service, good boobs & good food.

Then he got dragged around the shops again in the snow in search for Dr Martens.

I kind of decided I needed a pair, but still unsure of which colour I actually need.
Hopefully my Mum & Nan are going to get me a lime green pair for my Christmas present!

& I am just going to end this blog right here, before I sidetrack myself with randomness again.

P.S. I fucking hate Christmas music.

Sugar equilibrium & my usual dramas.

I knew it had to happen someday, but I finally have had to kick the lucozade habit that was becoming rather pronounced in my daily routine.
Managing to go without any for a day led my driving instructor to ask me if I had taken something. Definitely not a good sign when he works for the police!

Couple of days on from that and I still feel like crap, but now I am topping up my sugar levels with jelly belly beans. I don't think anyone really realises how hooked you can get off sugar.

Today has been eventful but for completely the wrong reason, another driving lesson when I almost got myself and driving instructor killed on a bloody roundabout.
Just when I seem to be getting on alright with them, I completely cock everything up again and then decide I don't want to carry on driving anymore.
The more positive note was learning to do a second maneuver, I can add a turn in the road into my list of skills.
The fact I was swearing and going 'ahhhhhhhhh' while trying to do it doesn't matter, although I was warned against doing that if I ever get as far as a driving test.

Basically not a good day, all that and then the most bitching headache I have ever had in my life makes me just want to give up on everything.

A nice 10 hour shift in work tomorrow just makes me feel even more like giving up, switching my phone off and never getting out of bed ever again.
Just hoping we have some nice stock come in with our delivery in work tomorrow.
Think I need a nice festive jumper for xmas.

Progress...?

What another bloody hectic week.

The week started out fairly normal, the odd bit of overtime here and there, until we reached Wednesday.

On Wednesday I was meant to be in the store with the assistant manager, but unfortunately she had caught a nasty bug so had just come in for an hour to do paperwork and a few other bits and bobs before I could get in for 9.
So at 9 she went back to bed bless her as she was not very well at all.

So I had the fun job of actually running the store for the day!
It turned out to be one of those things you think would be really easy, but when it comes down to it, its hard work and stupidly stressful.
Either way we made it through the day unscathed and I felt pretty damn good about the way the day went.

Thursday however was a bit of a joke in my eyes.
The bite sized version: manager in traffic due to accident, I was outside in the cold by myself for an hour and a half. Apparently I should have just gone in anyway and been around, instead I waited till another member of staff turned up to go in and open up for the day.
People had wrong numbers for other people, massive mix up and as I was outside, not inside it caused a bit of a disaster blah blah majorly stressful.

So its all been rather up and down.
A few xmas presents arrived, some more ordered, life goes on basically.

Now just waiting on the boyfriend to come home to give me a big hug.
Hoping next week isn't as stressful.

hmmm.

Well I have finished my first week at my new store, although my training hasn't started yet :/
Problem being that I have come from a massive store where I knew what I needed to do, down to a store a fraction of the size and I feel like a fish out of water.
I don't know what needs doing and when, whats expected of me and what to do when there is no customers in the shop and quite honestly I am finding it frustrating as hell that I need to be told the simplest of things because I don't know how the shop runs, other than its a hell of a lot different to what I am used to.
I hate being made to feel like an idiot because I haven't closed one door at a certain time or what time the floor needs to be vacuumed.

I know I have only done 3 shifts there and I am still due to be trained but I really am wondering if I have in fact done the right thing.
At least in my old store I knew exactly what went on and all the routines, here I just feel simple :(

My first day I enjoyed, even though I didn't really do very much, but it was just the excitement of doing something new. Day 3 and just feeling stupid and like a small child is not enjoyable.

Seriously hoping next week I feel more positive, too late to go back to my old job :/