I know I am bad, I haven�t been posting. It�s just that so much has been going on, and I really wasn�t feeling well. That bug everyone�s been passing around at work really took its toll on me. I owe Princess big-time for coming in and covering for me, and I owe her even more so because I know that she kind of had a rough night when she got there.

The biggest news, and this should come as a big surprise to Portia, is that our store manager decided to move on and got a new job. I�m kind of sorry to see him go� he was the one who first gave me a chance, and he believed in me, and that means a lot. I�ve changed a lot and gained a lot of confidence because he believed in me, and it�s sad to see someone who had faith in you move on. Anyway, we have a new manager now. She�s from the other store, and really deserves the job, and she�ll do very well at it. I am to assist her- I have a black shirt now!!! It�s cool, looks good on me� but I really, really hate my dorky ties. We�ve got lots of work to do, there are a lot of things there that need attention� but I am really confident that by working together we can make the place run smoother than it has in months, possibly years, possibly ever. I�ve got lots of work to do, and she�s going to rely on me a lot� and I�m happy to be given the chance to prove myself and happy to be relied upon. I�m committed to making things as good as they can be for my crew, and I�m so glad to be given the chance to make it happen. I deserve this, and I worked hard for a long time to get it� and I�m not going to stop just because I get a fancy new shirt. Noooooooooo. I have to work even harder now, and do the best possible job I can do.

I had a kitten, briefly� I took it home from work because he was running around the drive-thru and he nearly got run over. He was pathetically thin� and had been sitting outside the door begging for food and to be let in for two days. So, even though I am terribly allergic� I took him home, borrowed some food and kitty litter from my sister, and put him up for a couple days. I tried very hard to find him a home, but I had no luck. I had several potential people call back and tell me no� finally, I had to face the fact that I just couldn�t keep little �Tim�. (Portia will know why we named him Tim, I doubt many others will get it.) We called the humane society, and they came and fetched him. They said they�ll scan him for a microchip, and if he has a family, get him back to them� and if not, he goes up for adoption. His chances are very good, because he is young and affectionate� and just adorable. I feel very sad to have sent him there, I know the harsh reality is that he might not end up with a home, he might end up put down� but I also know the other harsh reality is that if I had left him where he was, he would�ve either starved or been run over. If he is put down, it will be in a much more humane fashion than what would�ve happened to him on the street. Tim�s in my thoughts and prayers, though� I am fervently hoping he finds a really loving family that will spoil him rotten. The sweet little guy would start the purring as soon as you came in the room- you didn�t even have to be paying attention to him. I so wish I weren�t allergic� even having him here for 2 days has me all stuffed up, and will for a little while.

Anyway, I am off to bed. I have to work tomorrow, and I need some sleep.