"It's been forty days and forty nights
Down the road of many trials
And I pray it's only for a season
'Cause in the wilderness and in the flood
You're the one I'm thinking of
And I know You've brought me for a reason..."
(~Third Day)

So the week wrapped up pretty nicely, work wise. I thank God for blessing me with, not only commission, but a heaping handful of it (can you say $1oo?), AND for adding an unexpected bonus of an ego boost.

See, my commission comes from catching others' mistakes, and this week, I caught (in addition to many others) "Mr. Sunshine" (remember him, beloved?). Suffice it to say, his snarky attitude has been curbed remarkably now, though he's got that silent p.o.'ed look going on.

Not only that, my older co-workers told me I set a record for n00bness; most beginners don't make the money I made this week until they've been certified for 2 months (I've only been certified for two weeks). So it's a beautiful thing.

Only one day off this week, and then the holiday rush starts.

.........

Don't get me wrong, I like the togetherness of Thanksgiving, and the REAL reason behind ChrisTmas (and the first jerk that teases about it being the gifts is getting a well-deserved whack), but the negative side of the holidays lays thick, especially in retail. I always work a lot more (this year, 5o-6o hour work weeks, yay overtime), and though there's too much too do, I also feel very lonely, because I can't be home with my loved ones like my customers can. (Again and again, beloved, please be patient with me then--I'll be quite scarce, from what they're telling me at work.)

I trust You with everything...may I please move out now? Or grant me patience till it's time. Grant me wisdom not to mess myself up financially, to see that it's smarter to wait. Or something.

Stay warm, stay vivacious. And have a good day.