nest egg

I picked up an extra shift today out of financial desperation. It always sounds like a good thing when I arrange it, but then when I wake up on days I usually have off, I always regret it. Then again I always return to feeling good when I see the paycheck. Oh the cycle. I know...it doesn't get any better. Charlie at work always says, (when customers have to point out that its too bad I can't go outside in the nice weather), "That's why they call it work." But I guess I'd rather them say how nice the weather is than complain over the "downfall of our country", or "those poor homosexuals", or how much they love recent candidates. Just last week a lady says this to me: "I don't know how well she would have done, but she sure would have been a lot of fun!" Oh dear. On a lighter note, the babies are playing hide and go seek on the bed. Of course Baby wants nothing else to do with Leila now that she's been found/pounced on. Of course!