I have to say that I was very blessed to find my job. This summer they did a cool new thing and had a company party and BBQ at the Bee's game. Wendel Burt got to throw out the first pitch. When he told me that I replied, "you better hope you can at least get it to home plate." He laughed and said, "no kidding!" My ex was being particularly difficult this weekend and after giving me less than 24 hour notice on Thursday with a text "can I have the girls tomorrow to Wednesday" and my replying in so many texts because he kept arguing with me that we did have this company game we were going to. He told me to make the girls choose, which I don't think was very fair of him to push on them. On top of that Friday I had a family reunion to go to, a cake tasting for a wedding cake I was making, Saturday we had the game, and Sunday I was talking. I absolutely had no way of meeting him on such sort notice. I volunteered to meet him Sunday after church with all four kids, for as long he liked, but he needing to be... well... anyway, made the kids choose. Three decided, with much difficulty, to go with him, and he had to come all the way to get only three. Seems to me it would have been much easier to just work with me rather than try to be so demanding and rude.
But off that tandem and on to the real reason for this post, the game. It was fun to be able to talk to all the people from all the different stores. I work in the corporate office and only usually get to interact with all the guys at the stores over the phone. It was a beautiful night and I enjoyed showing off at least half my family any way :).
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