Another busy day. It's gotten to the point where days are starting to blend into one another. Unless something major or at least out of the ordinary occurs, one day isn't much different from another.
Just last night, my sister announced her intention to quite her job at Target. She's starting to encounter the same problems that drove her to quit Starbucks: mismanagement, stress, and the curse of being a solidly good worker (unwillingly inheriting responsibility to make up for others' incompetence or indifference).
Cut to this morning. My work finally contacted her about the application she submitted almost a month ago. They asked her a few questions and now she may be getting an interview. God's timing, really. She has gotten so fed up with how things are run at Target that she fully intended to quit despite not having another job.
I feel very blessed that I haven't had that kind of working environment in either of the jobs I've had. Of course, this job is the first one where I've held any major responsibility. Liv had that kind of responsibility thrust upon her in a situation borne of incompetence and indifference on the part of management.
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I feel off, physically. Not sick, but off. That feeling where nothing seems to be wrong, but where you're dragging, lightheaded, and tired. I've felt off this whole day. Even my legs feel kind of heavy.
This whole day has been kind of off-kilter, starting with not waking up until 12:10 this afternoon. I haven't slept that late since before I got saved. I've also felt hungry all day. I don't know. Maybe I do just need to eat something (it's 10:12 pm as I write this, well past lunch) and try to get to sleep earlier tonight.
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