May242013

My boss needs to quit being hot, and stop flirting with me or I may just squeeze that magnificent ass of his and we know that will be trouble.

11AM

The geriatrics love me.

  • Me: Oh boy! Look at this handsome man!
  • Louie: (his eyes get huge and he wiggles his eyebrows) Oh boy oh boy, you sure are pretty.
  • Me: Do I get a hug today?
  • Louie: Yes. (He hugs me)
  • Me: How about a smooch?
  • Louie: Oh dear. Lovely. Yes. (He kisses my cheek)
  • Me: K. Your turn!
  • Tiki: (saying this to the new girl) Kristiane is the only one he's like this with. That's her man. She's his lovely girl. Don't try doing what she does.
  • Me: He's mah baybeh.
11AM

I’m working a day shift today as a cna, not doing LE. I have a permanent side (C) when I work nights, but for the day shift I don’t have a permanent side. The person who has my regular side doesn’t do her job. So this means that today I’m doing the work of two people.

It also means that Louie is up and dressed and smiling because I’m awesome. But I’m exhausted.

6AM
No make up, bags under my eyes. Sexy.

No make up, bags under my eyes. Sexy.
May232013
steamviolets: HEH Heh.

steamviolets:

HEH

Heh.

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11PM

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11PM

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9PM
This is how I’m dealing with Shawn. I hope he can accept this, and act like a friend for once. Because if he cares about having me in his life, this is how it has to be. I’m tired of this same pattern over and over. I’m sick of apologies and promises of change. He can have me as just a friend, or he can not have me at all. This is also me holding myself accountable for my own actions. This is me saying out loud that this is it. It’s final. If we can’t be friends after this many tries, we should just quit trying. This boy has driven me mad for too many years. Enough is enough.

This is how I’m dealing with Shawn. I hope he can accept this, and act like a friend for once. Because if he cares about having me in his life, this is how it has to be. I’m tired of this same pattern over and over. I’m sick of apologies and promises of change. He can have me as just a friend, or he can not have me at all.

This is also me holding myself accountable for my own actions. This is me saying out loud that this is it. It’s final. If we can’t be friends after this many tries, we should just quit trying. This boy has driven me mad for too many years. Enough is enough.
9PM

The nurse and I get Len back into his room

Because he stumbled back out, and we got him ready for bed. I kissed his cheek, told him I’d see him in the morning and he said “There’s just one damn thing I need to say.” I was inwardly waiting for some kind of insult. “Thanks, ladies. Tomorrow I’ll tuck YOU into bed :)”

9PM

steamviolets:

Always reblog.

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