back before I had MS, but had a strange habit of showing up late because I couldnt manage to concentrate well enough to get to work on time for some weird reason. (probably the MS screwing around with me before I knew it was screwing around with me) I used to get up several hours before I had to be at work, I'd get dressed and go out for breakfast every morning.

Then I'd somehow manage to get to work an hour early to sit in the breakroom and crochet. (I worked at a telemarketing company, they let us do stuff like that, even on the clock) It worked out great for me, because I really wanted that hour to sit and crochet. I got a lot of projects done in the four years that I worked at that job. I really needed that hour. If I didnt get at least an hour in of crocheting (and chatting with some friends) I was a bit stressed out the whole day. Not sure why that was.

The crochet got me to where I could relax enough to not be stressed out about working. I kind of miss that job, but only because I was allowed to crochet while doing it. (I keep having weird nightmares that I'm working there again, and my call times are getting screwed up because I cant find a working phone in time and it was counted against you for every minute you werent on the phone)