May's last day. Hurray? Ok..

What a nice weekend.
I had bank holiday Monday off, despite it being a very busy time at the supermarket. The joys of being in management, eh?
Sophie and Tamara are on fine form, but travel back to Edinburgh today. The sooner they can get jobs in Norfolk and move back here, the better.
We all went out for a meal on Sunday. It was amazing. I sat there at one point, holding hands with Philippa while everyone else was chatting and laughing, and realised it was probably the first time in our lives that I had seen both my sisters happy, while also feeling that way myself. It almost felt like life is rewarding us for the years of crap we endured from our mother.
Excuse me while I wipe away a tear.

Back to the grind of work life today. The good news is that it doesn’t fill me with fear anymore. In fact, since getting a glowing report from Ron (the real name of my trainer ‘vitu’) on Friday I am pretty much glowing with confidence. The bad news is that my placement this week, where I shadow a manager in my position in a different store, is in Suffolk. So I am off to the train station soon with a small suitcase, facing the prospect of three nights away from my beloved. I hope the company is ready for an expensive phone bill from my hotel room…

Rc 31-5-11