Pfft.
Posted 10-21-2007 at 01:06 PM by youvedonewhat
So this week I have loads of overtime to do. Double shifts.... It's a joke. Three weeks ago I asked if I could cut my hours. Yes, they said, then what happens? Even more overtime then usual...ack...
Still, on a lighter note: when I finally drop some hours I might get me a dog. Haven't had one in almost 7 years. Ever since I lost my last one; a retreiver called Josh. My best friend. Had him 13 years. My sons grew up with him. He was so much more then just a pet. Yes, he came in filthy sometimes, yes he came in smelly sometimes and yes he'd pinch my knickers and run away with them. But he was my best friend. Maybe I'll be able to have another 'best friend'. Who knows?
Still, on a lighter note: when I finally drop some hours I might get me a dog. Haven't had one in almost 7 years. Ever since I lost my last one; a retreiver called Josh. My best friend. Had him 13 years. My sons grew up with him. He was so much more then just a pet. Yes, he came in filthy sometimes, yes he came in smelly sometimes and yes he'd pinch my knickers and run away with them. But he was my best friend. Maybe I'll be able to have another 'best friend'. Who knows?
