Another Valentine here and gone....Another My Slashy Valentine swap finished. It feels really good - but also so strange, because I don't have a story in with the rest this year. It was really hard to accept that I couldn't finish a story in time, but I've been working 52 hour weeks three weeks in a row, trying to prepare for an interview and another major visit and my uncle passed away this past week. After I worked a 17 hour day and then tried to work on my story with no success, I realized that I could only handle so many plates at once, between work, my family, the swap admin and a swap participant. One of them had to go. Thank God for ignoblebard
though, who has to be one of the sweetest people I know; he helped me out in an impossible time. Please go and check out the stories
- we had 50 participants this year and a treasure trove worth of stories. All the writers need some love in the form of feedback!
My gift story this year is by keiliss
and is called the Pink Flamingo
. It's E/G brothel fic, and I'm thrilled to pieces to get the first chapter with a promise of more to come. (I told her I wasn't worried about her not delivering on it all, I know where she lives :) ) Seriously, go check it out. It is so cool and so much fun!
Work is absolutely crazy right now, the billionaire owner of the franchise is visiting our store and the others in the area at the end of the month, and we've been short staffed for a really long time (and still are), so there's a whole hell of a lot of work happening right now. And our store is on the razor's edge - we have a really good team, but we are all exhausted and I think if someone quits, we'll all collapse and quit too. It is that bad. And through it all, I decided to try for assistant manager (because I am doing so much already) and was meant to have an interview last week, but so far it has been delayed, delayed and then delayed again. At this point, I almost don't even care. (almost)
Personally? Really rough to watch my mom grieve her brother. Through a lot of circumstances (namely him being a workaholic), I didn't get to spend much time with him, and neither did my mom. She cried at the funeral and said she had hoped to see more of him after he retired, but he died before he ever did. On the other hand, my cousins talked about how with his heart problems, he had been so scared of dying slowly and painfully - and this was so sudden and quick that he didn't suffer. Hit home too, because he wasn't much older than my dad at all, who has had such health problems for almost two years and only within the last three weeks has been anything like himself.
Also - since this is yet another Valentine's day with me being single, I bought myself pretty yellow roses with a hint of peach to them and Godiva chocolates. Half off, of course.
Hope everyone else is having a better month than me, lol.