Y11 D137

I am kind of sleepy today. I didn't get back to the hotel until almost 11pm. Tattoo artists are notorious for saying "oh this should take about 20 minutes" and then it taking an hour plus. I was planning on a 90 minute tattoo that took 2.5 hours. Sigh. But it's all good and I am happy with how it came out. Here you go:

For those of you wondering who or what that is, it's a character from the comic strip Sheldon by Dave Kellett. That's Pickles. He has anxiety. A lot of it. I feel Pickles in my soul. Now he is always there with me.

I did get to spend like 3 hours with my friends who were also getting tattooed last night. It was good to be able to spend time with them without having to go anywhere special. That I enjoyed.

Class was good. I learned a ton about the product. I am very critical of other instructors, but I was pleasantly surprised at how well this one did. He has a good room presence and a respectable amount of patience. There's one woman in the class who just pisses me off in general, but she is driving me and my colleague up a wall. She interrupts, she talks over the instructor, and she has a nasally voice that makes me want to strangle her.

There was some confusion in the morning about what time we had the room, as such, we ended up starting late. No worries though as this was also a look at new material so we did spend time making changes on the fly and figuring out the timing of sections when I have to teach it.

Booked two more trips. I will be on the road three weeks straight starting on the 20th. All three trips are to Seattle. I should get about 20,000 miles total from the 3 trips which will bump me to the next service level. Boo. Ya. I have also officially announced I am taking 12/23 - 1/3 off. I will need the break I am sure. Plus that only comes out to 40 hours of PTO and as of right now, I have 240. Need to use it anyway. Start the year with about 200 hours which means I will max out again by Feb. Joy.

B hung out with friends and gave me some news on her grandparents. Her grandmother's kidney woes are getting worse. She now has to go for dialysis three days a week. Add to that her grandfather is going to have back surgery 10/30, and there is a lot going on. B is going to be dealing with a bunch of shit while I am gone. But this is why we moved there.

Okay. Breakfast and then class today from 9:30 - 5. Then dinner with another friend tonight.