I feel as though I haven't written in forever, but it hasn't even been a week.
Lento, pero seguro.
I spent 9.5 hours at Pottery Barn today. From 6am to 330pm. Seriously. My body kills. On top of that I walked there and back which is just about 4 miles. I don't hate the job, but it's not what I want to be doing. It's going to do for now, especially because it means I can be with Cavan, but I can't wait to find something that I actually want to do.