let's talk about spaceships or anything..except you and me..

ok?

I've realized that I'm not creative at coming up with titles for posts whenever i've had a blog and I always end up putting a line of a song that it's in my head.

Work has been work. I'm trying not to complain about it so much because at least I have a job..right? I have to keep telling myself that a million times a day.

Yesterday I realized that my life is much like my beloved legging table at work. Let me just tell you about this table..the leggings table is the one table you do not ever want to have to fold at work because by the end of the day..there are no piles..none at all. So..yesterday..the one manager that doesn't like me..for reasons unknown..decides I should be banished to legging hell. yes..that's right..go fold the table..but not just fold the table but restock it with new sizes and try and condense piles and stuff. So I start this at like 9:45 am..I work my ass off until my lunch break at 12:15..I'm about halfway done the job at this point. This table looks amazing..this manager even compliments it..I even went through and sized them and put them in piles accordingly..which NEVER happens at the store. I had all these nice neat piles.. xs, small, small, medium, medium, large... so perfect. so wonderful. I go to lunch..and when I return 30 minutes later..there were literally no piles left..and I am not exaggerating. First..there are all in sizes..why would you need to touch anymore than the top one???? Secondly..this is my life. I try and plan things out and have in my mind a certain way that I want things to be..and in a matter of minutes people/things can destroy it ..and I'm back at square one. This may be a bit cryptic..but really..this is my life..shambles. just when I'm happy..something comes and takes it away..just when i think i know what i want to do with my life..that notion is snapped in half for some reason.

i hope i don't get the leggings table today.