Two weeks of work done, and things are still going well. I made a couple of mistakes this week, ringing in two debt purchases as cash, which threw the float count off at night. But they were easy mistakes to find and even easier to fix. All in all, I think things are going well.

On the down side, I really miss all the free time I used to have. I wish that I had made better use of it, because there are so many things that I would have liked to have done. Instead, I am not trying (unsuccessfully) to squish everything into what little free time I have left. I suppose I will be able to establish a better schedule once I get used to working again, but right now I am finding it very frustrating. I guess I want to have it all, but I really can’t.

When quanta and I were in the early stages of our romantic relationship, I told him that I would convert to Catholicism if he wanted. I rationalized this on many different levels. At the most basic, I wanted to please him more then anything in the world. On a more spiritual level, I recognized the Virgin Mary as the Goddess in disguise.

quanta more or less laughed off my offer, and I am glad he did. It is not that I love him any less today, or that I no longer want to make him happy. It is quite the opposite. We have a wonderful relationship, full of love, joy and compromise. And our relationship works because we are both our own person. We might not understand or agree with each other’s religion, but that doesn’t destroy our relationship. Instead, we have respect for the our different spiritual and moral beliefs, and celebrate the similarities. Admittedly, neither of us are particularly devote, which probably helps.

A strong and lasting relationship can not be built when one partner tries to change them self to fit the other person. Women especially need to remember to take care of themselves and maintain their own personality. And believe me when I say I speak from experience here. Perhaps part of the reason I love quanta so much–beyond his generosity, humour and intelligence–is the fact that he supports me in all my endeavors and encourages me to discover who I am.

Quite frankly, the life of a working girl sucks. (Not that kind of a working girl! Gutter mind!) My feet are killing me! So, as a treat, I cashed in my Shoppers Optimum points and treated myself to a wide variety of pedicure and manicure items–all for free! Okay, I had to pay the tax on them, but still…

Last night I buffed up my toes and shined up my nails, and I’m feeling better already. Friday night I plan to do the whole nine yards–foot soak, nail polish, etc. I might even break out a trashy movie. OK… I will probably watch a Michael Palin special, it’s hard to go against type you know.

In other news, life is moving along slowly but peacefully. The job is very good, even if it is retail. I’ve been very comfortable and very cheery. (How unlike me!) My fall clothes are all but bought now, although I could do with another pair of pants and another sweater. My fall shoes have also been bought. They were expensive, but they are very comfortable. I guess there really is something to be said for buying expensive shoes. I’ve lost count of the number of cheap shoes I’ve given away. My calendars for next year have been bought too, and Christmas gifts are well underway. I’ve even managed to book off a Saturday so Mom and I can reveal in our nerdiness at the fall Creative Sewing and Needlework Festival. Things are coming together nicely, even if I am a little tired from getting up at 6am.