Today was my first day of real work; I had three training days and only the last one did I actually do hand-on-hand stuff. But today I proved myself. I was able to do things that I didn't know I could do (such as keeping a squirmy 55 pound boy halfway out of the water so he didn't stick his face in the water at the pool) and also pretty much take care of him. I learned that if I really wanted to, I could have a kid and take care of it. If I really wanted to. Right now I'm fine with eight hours a day three days a week. Today though, unlike the other days, I felt like I really got to spend time with him. We got to cuddle and I sang to him and though he loved chewing on my shoulder (which is still rather sore and sporting an awesome looking bruise) I think I'm falling in love! After this job I'm going to have some awesome back muscles from lifting this little bug around.
On another note, I'm getting some really dry skin in some very uncomfortable places. Such as my elbows. I never thought my elbow would be itchy but it is. And it looks and feels like the skin is about to split open any moment. I put some extra moisturizer on it and it seems to be working somewhat.
And yet another note; my forensics professor has excellent resources. I'm definitely going to go talk to him and ask him to hook me up with some job prospects. Cool ones, at that.
And finally, I had another breakdown. This is quite unusual. Usually, I don't completely shut down like I have been nor do I cry as much and as often and as uncontrollably as I have been doing recently. I wish it would stop, though. It's getting bloody annoying having feelings.
I went hunting with Bug on Monday and had a great time. It was really nice being out of the city and in nature (especially since I wasn't having allergies!). Plus it was really nice to spend time with him. He got his limit and then we came back and barbequed them. They were quite tasty; kind of like chicken wings, but not really.
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I had fun with you, Labor Day. And the doves don't exactly taste like chicken wings; they're a little darker, silly.
sad...then sick! Cough, then sneeze!
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