why did I want a job again??

Ok, no I am totally thankful for a job, but girls, 20.5 hours in two days with very physical work after not working for 2 1/2 months is...hard.

We "moved" to my in-laws yesterday morning.  The train house is all packed and monday we get a truck to go pack up and move everything into a storage unit in Kingston.  I worked a ten yesterday and a ten (well, I got stuck about 45 minutes past that due to insanity) today.  I am working at an ice cream store here in Kingston that I worked at 4 years ago (except, I worked on Bainbridge Island then).  Because I was pretty much there every day and my boss almost made me the manager, she is really excited I am back (much better to have me than random 17 year olds who just need summer jobs).  But, I am also kind of expected to just remember and do everything.  yeeeah.  So, tonight it was slow and we got totally slammed right after our extra girl went home.  I had to do a complete inventory, clean the store, and close out the register (which I haven't done since I've been back and no one bothered to really show it to me again) with a girl who has only worked there 2 1/2 weeks.  A garbage exploded on me, the till was off (which was not my fault, but I had to call the manager and work it out), and it seemed forever before I got out of there.  Everything takes a while too, because it is a locally made gourmet store that has to be spotless and has all of these specific procedures because the ice cream is so specifically made and kept.  I am SO thankful that tomorrow I don't have to work until 5 and I only have to work five and a half hours. 

Then Monday I get off to go move boxes.  Oh joy.  I am just waiting, waiting, waiting for Tuesday to go play on the beach (hoping for sun) and relax.

And I miss my little boy so badly.  I mostly miss putting him to bed.  I always got that special time for 45 minutes of reading, singing, and cuddling.  Jeremy isn't used to watching him all day, and SO many things have changed in the last couple of days.  Mom is gone all day, he's not at home, and his entire routine is different.  This morning when he woke up, I snuck in to his room and cuddled with him and he had the biggest grin on his face and could NOT stop giving me kisses.  That made me incredibly happy and also terribly sad.  I was so happy that he loved me and was showering me with affection, but pained that I wasn't with him all day.  I am thankful God has provided us with a job, and I know this is just for a season and it will be good for my husband to spend the time with Shea, but OH how I pray this will not be a long season.  There are so many possibilities.  I just applied for a slightly better job (shorter hours, better pay) on Friday, and it turns out that Jeremy's dad knows the people who own the company and has been trying to contact them to see if he can help me out.  And hopefully soon Jeremy will find work and we'll be able to move into our own place again.

The best 5 minutes of my day today was when I called Jeremy on my break and Shea talked to me on the phone.  He wouldn't give Jeremy the phone back and he was just going on and on and on, who knows about what!  He just seemed so happy to talk to me.  haha. 

Well, I'm going to go spend time with my husband now.