I am SO goddamn tired. Kris and I managed to bust through 67 boxes today. Just the two of us. I could have finished all the boxes up today, but when she left at 4 she instructed me to replen as much as I could. So I did that for 2 1/2 hours. Replen at PE isn't aggravating, though. It's pretty easy 'cause there's only like 10 different products they have, if you really think about it. It's just the varying styles and colors and whatnot that make it seem difficult.
Oh god. And half of the day I was wearing my Phylicias. NEVER. AGAIN. I wanted desperately to wear a dress to work, but the only way I can do that until I get some fancy knee socks or something is to wear knee-high boots (because of my tattoo). Yeah. Bad fucking idea. I'm never wearing heels in that store again. Originally wanted to wear my furry boots, but they don't go all the way up over my tattoo. Lame. I need those fancy knee socks with the lace at the top that all the canasians used to wear.
I'm at Gramma's, but the thought of working on anything right now is making me nauseous. Gonna have to though. I atleastwanna finish the skirt. As long as that's done, I can at least use this bustier I bought forever ago at El Diamante that I forgot all about. HEH.
I don't think I can make the corset anyway, 'cause pieces of the pattern I wanna use are missing (from when I started to make one before and abandoned it. Heh.). Guh. And all the rest of my corset patterns are the wrong size. Fucking LAME.
Well. I need to get off my ass and actually do this shit so I can get home and to bed (couch, rather) at a decent hour. Tomorrow's my last day of work for the week! YAY!
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