AT LAST.
My 8 weeks of Reservations Training is over. And after one more week of completing the morning shift cycle, I can go back into the quiet of the night shift.
Oh, you have no freaking idea how happy I am to be back in the night shift.
Hell, happy isn’t even anywhere NEAR how I’m feeling.
Elated, more like.
I won’t be seeing most of my training teammates as they picked to switch over the morning and afternoon shifts instead. I’m gonna miss Daljit the most. 
I hope she finds some real swell friends in the morning shift.
The team is out painting the town red, with plans to hit Gotham Penthouse and Ministry of Sound @ Clarke Quay later tonight, complete with supper plans at Spize.
And me?
I know I’m loved and happily loving when my ideal evening after an extremely tiring training stint is baking cupcakes with the Mr and snuggling into a very warm bed for a good night’s sleep.
I’ll blog tomorrow. Probably about my half hour shopping spree on Tuesday that saw $200 disappear out of the wallet, much to the horror of the Mr.
