I am tired. So tired.
I'm halfway through my second week at work. Nine hour days, five days a week, without a actual break during the day too, has got me exhausted all. the. time.
It's been interesting being back at work. A lot of things are coming back to me rather quickly. Others took a few days to kick back in. The adult interaction has been nice. But I forgot how much some people just plain suck.
Right now, I'm training in a store of men. That's right. I am the only girl that works at that location right now. That's a lot of testosterone a lot of the time. It's ridiculous. Hell, it's one of the reasons I left another job several years ago. Getting used to all the male shenanigans has been it's own adventure for sure.
Most of the customers are pretty awesome. I've gotten crazy lucky in that aspect so far. I've only had one customer that I wanted to punch in the face. Over a tomato. People are so dumb.
Overall, work is going okay. It doesn't look like I'll be back at my store for another few weeks at least. My trainer is in Wyoming this week and next. So I'm just hanging out until he gets back essentially. It's not bad, but I'm anxious to get to my own store and start working there. I haven't even met anyone that I'll be working with yet.
I miss the kids constantly though. I'm usually gone before they wake up and then I get home between five and five-thirty. That's only about two to three hours until bedtime, and it goes by quick. Kyle has brought them to work twice, which is nice. But shortly after they arrive, our lunch rush begins, so I don't really get to say goodbye before they leave.
Luckily, it's been pretty nice the past week, so when I get home, we are able to play outside for an hour before dinner. With the days getting longer, it's been easier to get some quality play time in before bed. I don't feel exhausted nearly as fast since it's still so bright out.
It's all still something I'm trying to get used to. It's getting easier to get up and moving in the morning. I still miss my kids, and I always will. But so far, I don't hate myself for doing it. Hopefully, that will remain the case.