August 4, 2007--My old diary

I'm just having too much fun with this job! I found one of my old diaries--I didn't remember I still had it! Here is an entry from December 2, 1995. I was being just a bit overdramatic, I think. I worked so hard at Dad's store, trying to get a raise. I moved huge pieces of heavy furniture single-handedly, and when I left I was completely drained of energy and I had three bruises on my legs that throbbed. Then when I went home I knitted painstakingly for 2 hours until my fingers were nearly raw and bleeding. Then I sang until my voice was ruined learning mind numbling choruses and frills in the hardest song on earth, until my nerves were shattered. Then I stood on my aching feet for another hour slaving away in the cold dreary kitchen drying dishes into the wee hours of the night, and if that wasn't enough, DAD MADE ME CHANGE A LIGHTBULB! (Only 347 days till my wedding. (I've been counting down for 200 long, dreay days.) LOL! What a goose I was!