Tomorrow!

I have my official meeting with my district manager tomorrow! YAY! Hopefully I will officially be classified as a manager on Sunday! Please oh please! I want more money. I just wish I could get the amount that the previous manager made. I ran across one of his old paychecks that was in a filing cabinet. Yes, it was already open, and I only looked at it because I thought it might belong to one of my cashiers. Well, it didn't and that guy made (he got fired, so I feel like I can just go ahead and say this) 18.80 an hour. Since ya'll don't know, whenever I start up my SM position, I will have to work 45 hours. 40 at regular and pay 5 at time and a half. Now do the math on that guy's paycheck, and he made bank compared to what I will make as a starting manager. I am seriously worried that they are going to try to low ball me big time because when I asked the DMA what she thought I should ask for, she suggested 14.75. I asked for 15.50 instead because I am fucking determined that I am going to make more doing this than I would have using my degree as a teacher. At the same time though, I am still really considering finishing up my minor when I do decide to have kids just so that I can be at home with them. Anyway, you will know how I feel about this tomorrow. Will I be uber pissed because they wouldn't give me something close to what I wanted, or will I be happy. You will know by my tone tomorrow. :)

I am happy to say that my soon to be store is totally ready for inventory! Go Us!

That love/hate girl that I was working with the past couple of days is now gone. When she left, I felt a weight go off of my shoulders. I actually felt like the store was mine for the first time, since I got there on Monday. I actually don't think she did anything today that made me want to smack her which was good.

I am also looking forward to a 3 day weekend next weekend, so if anyone possibly wants to get together next Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, let me know!

I totally cleaned out from underneath the sink in the kitchen. It was disgusting! I wish I would have taken a picture of the before. I still want to contact paper it just so it really does look clean. Speaking of that does anyone need any Cascade? I can't use the dishwasher here, so I have some I will be more than happy to give you.

Oh! So this morning I get up, and my husband is running around looking for his jeans. He can't find them, so I start looking for them. All of the sudden, he walks in the room, and asks me, "Can you tell these are girl's jeans?" I said, "You are NOT wearing those!" It is hilarious after the fact, but this morning I felt so bad for him. :( Add hubby's jeans to the list of items that has not made it to Tennessee. Anyway back to what he looked like in these jeans. Ya'll I have a butt! It totally runs in the family, and I have just learned to deal with it. Now, my husband does not have a butt, so these pants just hung off of him like he was missing something like an ass! This makes me giggle just thinking about what he looked like in those. Guys, I begged him to just wear dress pants, but he refused because he didn't have any dress shoes. Seriously? Who cares!?