Really people?!

It's Sunday. The busiest day of the week for anyone who works in the hotel industry. Everyone leaves and you've got lots of rooms to clean or inspect. And most of these people tend to be slobs that don't know how to put trash in the trash can. I get that your on 'vacation' and it's not your house but how would you feel if I trashed your place like that? How would you like it if I let my kids run up and down the hallways unsupervised? Let me guess, you'd hate it and say I'm ungrateful. Well guess what, you parents that let your kids act this way or you adults that don't know what a trash can is, your ungrateful. We bust our butts 7 days a week 365 days a year to make sure you've got a clean room and people are always nice to you and make you feel wonderful. We put smiles on our faces and are polite even when we are tired or having a bad day. Why can't you all do the same? Yeah we get paid for it but don't you think sometimes we'd like to just be pissed off.

Don't get me wrong we do have people who are nice and clean and always friendly. But the majority of the people walk around like they are better than us and have f* you looks on their faces. This is how we make a living. And most of us love what we do. We do make more than minimum wage and we make more than your typical restaurant worker or WalMart employee. No it's not always a glorious job, but what job is. Give us a little recognition.

While most are traveling over holidays and having get togethers or celebrating or visiting family, I'm at work. I don't get the holidays off because the travelers have to have somewhere to stay and someone has to be there to take care of them.

It's been a long busy week and it'll be an even longer day. But I'm working and I'll keep smiling. I just wish people would realize what we do and stop being ungrateful.

My dear friend Lindsey

Throughout my life i have had many friends and even more so called friends. None are ever very close to me or stick around for long, they typically find my life to be to difficult for them. But recently I have met the perfect friend, Lindsey.

She understands me. We are so much alike it's scary. We like a lot of the same things, find the same guys attractive and would do anything for each other. I'm sure many will say that I sound ridiculous but they don't understand. Lindsey can look at me and know what's wrong and what to do to make me smile again. She's always been here for me, I just hope I can be there for her too.

My dear friend got very sick almost two months ago, she was in a lot of pain and it broke my heart. Then she had to go to the hospital where she was admitted. I was in shock, how could this be happening, I need her too! So I went to see her at the hospital, I know she's going to kill me for saying this but she really did look rough, you could tell she didn't feel good. Turned out she needed to have her gall bladder removed and quick. Luckily she had it removed with no problems and was able to go home and recover.

She came back to work a few weeks later, but something was wrong, she wasn't her normal self still. Then she started puking and coughing a lot and she felt terrible. Yet again she went to the hospital, only to hear that she had bronchitis. I have had bronchitis several times and understand how miserable she had to be feeling, but she still tried coming to work. Her being herself and wanting to be at work ended up making her sick, she contracted whooping cough. A horrid disease.

My dear Lindsey is now healing, at home resting where she should be.

My moral to all this story is that I wish I could be half the person she is. She was sick but still put everyone else first and only made herself sicker, so unselfish. She has a huge heart, she truly loves and cares about her friends, she doesn't just say it, she shows it. Lindsey is always the one I can turn to when I have a problem or just need a shoulder to cry on. We haven't known each other a year yet but it feels like we have much longer than that. I'd be lost without my Lindsey, and I don't think she realizes how much she means to everyone or how much she touches peoples hearts with her continuous kindness.

I love you my dear friend and I'm so thankful to have you in my life! I hope you start feeling better soon because I miss you!

xoxo

Yay for puppy!!

I was asked by friends if I would take another dog, a dog that has been in a negligent situation. I would love to but I can't. Having four dogs in my little house is almost to many. So I sent out mass texts and emails to my friends to see if they wanted a hurt dog or knew someone else that could love this puppy. All my friends said they would ask around and see what they could do. Yet I was still afraid this poor puppy dog would end up at the pound where she would spend her last days. I even asked around at work. That's when one of the girls brought it to my attention that one of the girls was still looking for a dog for her daughter. I immediately called her to my office and asked if she still wanted a dog, she said yes do you have one. I told her a friend of mine does but this dog needs lots of love and caring. She was excited and agreed she still wanted the dog and that her daughter would be thrilled.

So not only was I able to save a helpless dog from sure death but I was able to make a little girls dreams of having her own dog come true. I'm sure this girl will give Roxie the dog all the love she needs and more.

Makes me smile and warm inside to know that there are still good caring people in this crazy world.

Ahhhh....

Oh my gracious, I don't know if I can do it, it's so hard... I'm talking about working straight until next Friday since this past Monday!!! I'm not sure if I can make it. But I guess I have to. I'm needed here at work. Although my boss has been letting me leave as soon as the housekeepers finish and Tuesday I get to leave at noon. Even though I'm not leaving at noon because I want to, I've got a hearing test and I'd rather be at work than doing that. But that story is for another blog post! Haha. I'm already exhausted this week. I even went home and went to bed at 9:30pm!! And like I posted before I feel like I'm getting sick so that only makes working 11 days harder. Oh well I guess I'll just bite my tongue and go on.

So, ready or not here I come!

xoxo

Yucky

That one word describes exactly how I feel right now, yucky. I've been doing good to stay healthy since my pleurisy in July but it appears my luck is running out. Yesterday my cheat started hurting and a cough started. The cough is what bothers me the most. I hate coughing. Especially since it's a dry cough that is causing my chest to pull tightly.

My grandma told me today I need to got o the doctor before it gets any worse. I think I'll be ok though. I've been taking medicine to try and prevent sickness.

Oh bleck. I just want to feel good. I hear my bed calling me. Sleep always helps.

xoxo

The beginning

I'm not real sure where to start. A friend of mine told me that this would be a good way for me o express myself and talk about lots of everything.

Right now I'm at that point where I want to write but I don't really know what to say or how to say it.

Growing up I was always told to keep my mouth shut and when I didn't I got smacked or spanked for it. I never talked back, I was to afraid. My mom was very rough on me, even after she had told me she didn't want me. We now talk pretty regularly and see each other and everything is fine. She's also very sick right now. She's lucky to still be alive. The people who adopted me are horrible too. They are conniving and misleading. They claim to be devote Christians but Christians don't act like they do. Instead of forgiving me when I did wrong they scolded me and told me how bad of a person I am and that I'll never be anything else. The man did things to me that will haunt me forever. And no one believed me. When it happens twice in your life you don't trust. I don't trust mothers because all I've had are fake and liars. I don't trust fathers because they are also liars and snakes.

My Grandma and Uncle are about the only family I have. But their all I need. My uncle is married with two kids, so we've got a nice small family.

And now I'm married. And he is the greatest guy in the world. Yes like any other couple we have good days and bad. And of course we fight. I'm sure I'll post about those. But he loves me and I love him and that's all that matters. But being married has given me another family, a family that is real and doesn't act sneaky or mean. They love each other, their what a family should be.

Maybe someday I'll have my own little family. I'd be thrilled. Just not yet, there are a few things Brett and I want to do first. But it will happen.

I guess that's all for now... I've got some work to do.

xoxo