Welp the little has been asleep since a little before 8 I’m told and has yet to wake up. Which he usually does when I come home from work.
I think I may have an early morning.
44% of the audience of Guardians of the Galaxy is female and all the speculation states that women went to see it for Chris Pratt’s body. I don’t think that’s fair. Maybe (and this is crazy) they just like kickass movies with space shit and explosions. Maybe women can do things without men being their motivation. Maybe.
I WENT FOR THE TALKING RACCOON MOTHAFUCKAS
^ fucking Rocket Raccoon! And kick ass action
Tonight is one of those nights where I wish Finley could talk. When he wakes from a dead sleep screaming and crying it sucks I don’t know what wrong or if he’s in pain. I want him to be able to tell me what wrongs.
I don’t want to medicate if it isn’t pain :-/ He refused to nurse or cuddle for comfort for a good 10 mins. Just thrashed and cried. Tylenol to the recuse just in case.
Poor guy. He looked miserable.
I have the opportunity to apply for a manager position at another theater and I keep going back and forth on if I should apply.
So I need to make a pro or con list.
•A little more money
•More experience to add to my resume ( though I pretty much can do and know mostly everything the manager does)
•Benefits. Vacation and sick time.
•The commute. I can get to work in 10 mins or less. This one is 30 mins give or take away. Yea I know that ain’t nothing. Lol
•Less staff which would make it a lot harder to get coverage for myself if something should arrive. They only have 3 managers total not including the GM
• No guarantee I could transfer back
I don’t what I want to do. I need to get serious about finding night work that pays what I am currently making.
Finally treated myself to some jeans and walked out with three different sizes. Old Navy jeans are crazy. Some how I fit into a two. Haven’t seen that size since 9th grade.