A Day in the Life of Jen Hen. (that's my gangsta name)

Now, as many of you know I lead pretty much the same day over and over. Work, sleep, work, sleep, church. Repeat. So this is usually what my day consists of... however this day was a particularly eventful day. My roomie, Autumn, and I finally got sick and tired of there being diseases in our bathroom, so we went and bought every bathroom cleaner known to man, and we cleaned that sucker. So minus the bathroom pics, and that's really a typical day for me. And away we go!!

Every morning, well Tuesday - Friday, I wake up and roll outta bed to call Michelle. I'm usually still half asleep, but fortunately her number is on speed dial. All I gotta do is push a button, scroll, push the button once again. We chat for a little while. I grab a box of cereal, thanks to Meagan the cereal of the week is Apple Jacks. And munch on some breakfast while catching up with her.


I do my hair, makeup, and find me an outfit to wear. This usually takes an hour and a half. That's a good day. A lot of times I struggle with figuring out what to wear! It's rough. Once I'm done throwing everything together, I find a couple rings and a necklace to match. Somehow I'm big on necklaces now a days. Always matching, always on.





Today's pair of shoes are one of my newest and the most expensive shoes I've bought to date. For me they were, well let's just say almost triple what I normally pay for my shoes. You can do some math and figure out a ball park. These are Thinks. Made in Italy in a small family run factory. They're very sacred shoes. They live in their box when they're not on my feet. I've sprayed them almost 5 times with water resistant spray, and I think I've only actually worn them 3 times.




Driving to work is always fun. Traffic is unavoidable in Seattle. I try to figure out the most back and side street routs I can. The one that I take to work involves winding down a very steep hill on a very narrow street. Only one car can go through at a time. You learn how to take turns when driving in Seattle. It has an awesome view of things to the West though. While driving down I can see the little town of Ballard, where I work, and also some water and a sweet mountain range. Autumn and I call it Mount Fuji, since we don't really know what range it is, and it's west of us.



This is my store! From the inside, obviously. This is from behind the cash register, so this is what I'm looking at all day. Women's shoes on the left, men's to the right, and kid's out of the picture back even further to the left. The door down to the stock room in just off to the right. It's a small store, but I love it. It gets pretty packed some times. No where for customer's to sit!! We do some good business. Just today, I sold $2000 of shoes. Just me! Whew, busy day!


I get take out almost every day while working. Usually from this Teriyaki place called Anne's. I swear I'm keeping them in business. Usually it's phad thai, but today's choice was tofu yellow curry. I write letters and eat down in our little break room. I'll also read, sleep, or chat on the phone in my half hour of peace.



Back to work! We're all assigned areas to keep in order in the stock room. A bulk of my area is the stair case leading to the stock room. All these boxes are women's shoes. They're styles we don't carry any longer that need to be set out on the sale rack. It's in order by size, largest at the top of the stairs, smallest at the bottom. A lot of times we experience an avalance. The boxes right now are stacked 12-13 boxes a stair. There are a lot of signes I've posted leading all the way down about treading lightly, cleaning up your avalanches, and keeping the proper sizes together. I reorganize the stairs probably once every other week, it takes anywhere from 1 - 3 hours. Super fun. Especially when they collapse on me. It happens, what're ya gonna do??


When work's over I go home and change into some PJs or a comfortable outfit. I'm usually in dresses and heels, so after 8 hours of running up and down stairs I'm pretty beat. Autumn and Charlie just got a cat a little while back. Her name is Molly. She loves my apartment, there are all sorts of paper bags, shoe boxes, and clothes for her to play with. She'll come running in when I get home from work, and we romp around together for the rest of the evening. Sometimes she'll get tuckered out and sit on my chest while I write letters and get things done on the computer. When Autumn comes home from work Molly will venture back over to their apartment for the evening.


This is our toilet before we cleaned it. The last time it was cleaned was probably 4 months ago. Mind you I haven't been living here for those 4 months. But we decided it was well past time to do some cleaning up. When you're scared to use your own bathroom, things are getting bad.








This is the shower before we cleaned it. There's hair from where Charlie refuses to throw it in the trash when he cleans out the drain, and mildew/mold growing up the side because it's a bathroom where there really shouldn't be one. And don't even get me started on the fact that you can't stand up in the shower. Super annoying.





This is Autumn and myself just before we tackled the beast. We found some gloves, put on some Muse, and after hosing the whole thing down with bleach we dove in. I didn't think we would make it out alive, to be quite honest. There were moments when I thought it would be my last breath. But I conqured the toilet and the sink, sick sick sick. Autumn bested the shower. We then did our best to mop the floor. We threw out the sponges and gloves, high fived, and well... victory was ours!




Post clean. Amazing!!







Post clean. Superb.










And at the end of the day, it's just little old me in this apartment of mine. Curled up in some quilts, trying to get warm and comfy for the night ahead of me. Gotsta wake up early yo! Need to do it all over again tomorrow, well minus the cleaning of the bathroom. We don't have to do that for another 4 months!! Just kidding. Good night all. Love you.