So I’m still off work recuperating from my pulled chest muscle. Relaxing, doing a little drawing, just minding my own business. Feeling pretty good until I receive some bad news from work. Well, first, I need to provide some back story here.
About three months ago, one of the residents I cook for, became very irate. Seems as if I wasn’t providing his coffee quick enough so he waltzes into the kitchen to get it himself. I’ve told him a thousand times that he is not allowed in the kitchen. This time he gets in my face and calls me a dumb bitch. I could see in his face he wanted to hit me. It shook me. I reported it and he moved out that weekend. In the four years I’ve worked there, he has threatened me multiple times. There’s alway something wrong with either the food, there’s not enough, or it’s not what he wanted. I follow menus provided by the owner. This resident also steals from the kitchen constantly despite doors being locked. It has been very stressful.
Well, the owner let him move back in this weekend. I should say here that the resident is the owner’s dad. Yeah. I’ve been sick to my stomach thinking about going back to work and serving this man his three meals every day. I go back tomorrow and I’m dreading it. I’m supposed to be removing stress from my life and here’s someone else giving me more. Not sure what I’m going to do. I’m starting a new job soon, but I can’t afford to be out of work until my new employer opens up her bistro. I’ll just take it one day at a time. Fingers crossed I make it!
In other news, here are some doodles! The prompts for the art challenge I participate in were, ‘ocean’ for June 8th, and ‘monument’ for June 9th.
I think I’m trying to turn myself back into a hermit. I used to be one, ya know. Scared of everything and everyone, I stayed in my room watching movies and eating chips. Bad habit, that is. To hide oneself away and to eat chips. I’m more outgoing than I used to be but that’s not saying a lot. I was so shy that I couldn’t even order my own food in a restaurant. That was a lifetime ago and nowadays I can talk to almost anyone. I had to get used to the fact that I belong on this earth just as much as anyone. I used to put myself down, telling myself that I wasn’t good enough. There’s always going to be someone prettier, or smarter, or more talented, but we all matter. We’re all important. Where was I going with this? I’m not sure. Anyway, here’s a drawing of an ice cream cone. The prompt for today is scoop.
Whew! The mood swings are horrible tonight. I’ve been experiencing a lot of anger and I’m not sure why. I don’t like to be angry. I’m a laid-back kinda gal. I mean, today was my day off work, so why the hell cant I be happy? I guess earlier in the day I was happy. When the sun was out and the birds were singing. I saw a dog pooping and a cat following the pooping dog back home. A pretty blue lizard visited me while I was swinging on our porch swing. Ah, that helps. My mood is getting better just thinking about today. Anyway, I drew a desert scene today. Here it is. The prompt for June 3rd is ‘desert’.
And another thing…
My happy place is filled with pens, pencils, markers, paper, canvas, paint, m&m’s, puppies, kitties, Dave Grohl, blankets…okay, I’m feeling better now.🤩