Thursday, July 12, 2012

I'm Calling It.

Not pregnant. Definitely not a late implanter. Definitely not pregnant.

Now, where in the hell is my period? (Probably pretty close, at this point.)

Like I said before, I'm not as upset as I thought I would be. Yeah, I would have loved to never stab myself with a needle (like, ever again), or any of that crazy mess, but it'll be alright. I have other things to focus on.


I got my job! I knew I had it, but it's nice to have it confirmed. Now I just have to survive the wait. My store manager is notorious for dragging transfers out for months. Thankfully, the store I'm transferring to has already dealt with her twice in the last year, and their HR rep told me they're only going to wait for two weeks until they start putting pressure on our district HRC.

My best guess is that I'll probably be starting at the new store by the second week of August. I'm looking forward to this almost more than I am to a fresh, new cycle.

I'm so ready to get out of there. And it's only the beginning.

2 comments:

carmenivy said...

Which store are you moving to?

Lainie said...

66--Central and Rock Rd. It's a smaller store but the manager there is awesome and there are a lot of people from my current store who have transferred there. It's like the 85 refugee camp or something.