went to Canada Day in the park today. We (the volunteer group I belong to) put RCMP tattoos on (I swear) most of the people downtown. Had to go down to work first and give the little talk to one of the employees... the one where you hint that others might like the shifts if she can't do the job properly... Maybe it's just too much for you? Sometimes this works. She professes to need the money. We'll see. But the having to do it always puts my stomach in knots. As if it wasn't already mad at me. my stomach, I mean.
I'm only working tomorrow, then I get four days off as M is leaving tomorrow and he's going to be out of town until Sunday night, so I'm staying home with the kids, as I think I mentioned.
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