Secret writings

Some people have blogs set up so that only certain people can read them. I do not. Everything I write is public, and so it is with careful consideration I am posting this hear.

Where Was I is relativity new and certain people are still not in the habit of dropping in for a look-see.

And that is good.

You see, my BFF kiss got a new job. It's a much MUCH better job, more money, better benefits, and perhaps most importantly it is a job that will turn into a career.

Sounds good, right, So what is my problem?

The problem is that I am a whine baby. Bff Kissy has been working long hours becuase her store is short staffed. She has been pulling ten to twelve and sometimes fourteen hour shifts for two weeks without a day off.

Sounds bad, right, but what does it have to do with me being a whiny baby?

See. once a week, on BFF Kissy's day off we go for coffee and talk. But the past two weeks she has not had a day off. We planned to go for coffee tonight anyway, after her shift. Even though I knew she would be tired, and that she should be home trying to get some rest, I jumped at the chance to go.

But instead I am here typing in m blog. She called me at 7:30. Right away I started getting my stuff together to head out the door, before I had even answered the phone.

But she called to say she had to work an additional three hours.

And now I am seriously sad. And I do not want her to know. Becuase it isn't her fault the hours of her job suck, and it isn't her fault that the only time I get out of the house is when I go for coffee with her.

Here's hoping she doesn't stop by. She has enough on her plate without worrying about me being a baby.