Anyway, it got called off, and Ben got sent home because his supervisor rules and knew I was terrified.
Hanging in the closet:
This week has been spent trying not to lose my temper at work...so far, so good. I'll be so glad when I'm done there. One of the people I work with doesn't do her job, and expects me and another coworker to pick up the slack. It's easy to be a teacher when you don't actually interact with the kids, right? Or teach. Yeah. And it sucks even more because this person has a teaching job and I don't. UGH.
Last night, Ben and I spent the night at the VFW with some of his coworkers, then came back home. We were playing poggle or peggle on the 360 and watching Delilah slam dance in my stomach. It was pretty awesome.