I'm actually late for work. But they know about it and said it would be ok if I get there before 9 because that seems to be when everyone starts thinking they might need groceries today. I guess. Well, I'm sure if it had been that other assistant manager I'd talked with, then this whole job might be over by now. But its like the first time.
I just overslept.
See, I got into crocheting flowers. Of course, I still don't know what I'm doing even if each time I'd start stuff..Jeremy was always nice enough to say, "That looks cool..." Yeah, I got a little frustrated. Then he went to sleep in my bed, and I didn't think I'd ever get him up.
It was kind of funny in a way cause he was not making sense when I kept telling him to get up. Then once I did wake him up, he didn't believe he'd slept that long. Like three hours.
I know, he should have just stayed, but I would have had no where to really sleep if he had on the futon. For starters it was still like a couch when he went to sleep and when I did make it into a bed he took up the whole thing.
So while he was sleeping, I was busy crocheting. And I have to admit, I like having the time to myself to just, you know, do nothing, I guess. Which went way on into the night.