The past few weeks

Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile, life has been busy the last week or two. So I decided to catch you all up. You're Welcome. 

So lets see. I worked, interviewed, hung out with my amazing friends and got some much needed sleep.  Thats all. And I'm currently sitting out on the green space at school soaking up some sun. So I'm in heaven. 

Here I am with my lovely friends at a country concert downtown:

There was more people, I just can't get the picture to load, I swear!

I then interviewed at Lazlo's and got the job. HOLLA. I need money. I also interviewed for a lab assistant job at UNL and should be hearing from them this week, so I may have three jobs. I know its a lot but hey I love a challenge and being busy. 

I also worked. I actually have a story about that. I was working one day when this little girl and her mom came up to the cash register. The mom had handed me a ring, apologizing because her daughter had broken it. I only then realized that her daughter was crying. Her mother then told us they were going to be paying for it. I looked at the both of them and said that it was perfectly fine, things get broken all the time and there was no need for her to pay for it. She of course insisted. As I proceed to check them out,the little girl is still crying and kept saying she was sorry. Her mom told her it was okay and she did the right thing by speaking up and telling the truth. She insisted that her daughter was learning her lesson and she was a good girl. Throughout this conversation tears grew in both my eyes and her mothers. I could just picture her as myself years ago. I then took the liberty to chime in. I looked at the little girl and told her that really these things happen all the time. I told her she was being a very big girl by doing the right thing and she should be proud of herself because I knew I was. I then told her a story about how an older woman that day had broke something as well so she had no reason to feel bad. She started to laugh and smile at that point. I even went on to tell her about the time I ran my lipgloss through the washer… multiple times at that. She was a little teary eyed still but I think she definitely felt better. 

Once they left, my coworker and I talked about it. We both were ready to cry. She, as well as the lady behind the mom and her daughter, told me I handled the situation very well and would make a lovely mother. I guess I did but I can't help but feel there was something more I could have done. Also I'm not ready to be a mom so yeah no. I probably couldn't even handle being a wife any time soon so yeah. 

But anyway heres a picture of me outside the union! Holla for beautiful days and sunshine!