The to-do list on my work computer this afternoon was overwhelming. I had so many phone calls to make over orders. I finally hunkered down and made the calls. No small feat for me if you've read a long time and are aware of my phone phobias. It feels like this big lump in my chest is building and is going to explode. I get that cornered animal feeling.
"When is your Dad coming back?" one of the girls just asked me standing in my office door.
"Monday," I replied with a smile, and it couldn't be sooner.
I just feel more comfortable with Dad at work. I sometimes feel that the other employees don't know what to do with me when Dad is gone. I just want to be treated like any other employee -- without the gloves.
*break for pause*
I just walked out to the back of the pharmacy to smoke. Would you believe me in that we once sold and delivered cigarettes? I had to deliver them all the time in high school. The world has changed so much in twenty years.