Good, Productive, & STRANGE Weekend
Well, I got a lot done. I'm proud of it, actually.
I started and finished my taxes. Not only that, but I'm getting almost $300 back! Very surprised, b/c I did not take taxes out of all of the freelance work I did for HowStuffWorks this year. I was really just hoping to either break even or owe just a little. Getting money back is a very welcome, happy surprise!
I also hung out with my neighbors. One of them was having a yard sale on Saturday, so I sat in the sun with her and talked for a while until the FILF (DILF? whatever the male version of MILF is...) down the block kept bringing us Mojitos. I helped my neighbor sell cake and cool shoes for a while, before going inside, napping and reading.
Then today got sticky. While I was reading last night, one of my very best friends called me (who I hadn't seen or talked to in a bit and wondered why) and told me that she'd been in the hospital for emergency surgery on Wednesday and was STILL THERE. They don't keep people that long unless something is really wrong. She said that she'd had a perforated appendix and was going to leave on Monday (technically, today). I went to see her today and she was looking really bad. She was incredibly pale. When I asked how she felt, all she would say was "...interesting...". She refused all her meals (which consisted of differently colored clear liquids) because she kept throwing them up. I hate hospitals. I never know what to say to the people in them. It was even worse when my mom was practically dying in the hospital a few years ago. "Feel better" seems just...stupid. But, what else can you do? Anyway, I'm going back tomorrow after work if she hasn't been released by then. I really hope she has, and there isn't some sort of infection.
After that, with a very strange sort of turn of events, I went to hang out with my friend who is moving to Israel in a few weeks. We got our nails done and talked about her ex-boyfriend. After seeing Lindsay in the hospital, it felt very forced and stupid to me. There are things that are far more important. But this was important to her, and she's leaving and trying to sort out her life, so I just tried to listen.
THEN, I went out to dinner with my friend Sarah and Tim. Sarah is just graduating with her MA in English, and trying to find a publishing job in this shitty economy. I'm giving her every lead I can, but short of me leaving my (awful, awful) job pretty soon, there's not much available. I don't know. I did get her an internship at my last publishing house, but it can't pay and she needs money. It's up to her to determine if she needs money or experience more.
So, that's mostly been it. I also planted my herb and flower garden for the season and did some spring cleaning. I'd meant to do more for myself in terms of finances, cleaning and laundry this weekend, but it didn't seem to work out that way. I'm happy, though, because I spent most of the weekend helping others. It's just been strange, seeing a lot of different problems/lives in a lot of different lights.
I guess the biggest thing that I've gotten out of the weekend was the sudden realization that what I'm doing with my future is exactly what I want. I can't explain it now, but I know, for once, that what I'm about to do with my life is exactly right. And I'm so excited.
I started and finished my taxes. Not only that, but I'm getting almost $300 back! Very surprised, b/c I did not take taxes out of all of the freelance work I did for HowStuffWorks this year. I was really just hoping to either break even or owe just a little. Getting money back is a very welcome, happy surprise!
I also hung out with my neighbors. One of them was having a yard sale on Saturday, so I sat in the sun with her and talked for a while until the FILF (DILF? whatever the male version of MILF is...) down the block kept bringing us Mojitos. I helped my neighbor sell cake and cool shoes for a while, before going inside, napping and reading.
Then today got sticky. While I was reading last night, one of my very best friends called me (who I hadn't seen or talked to in a bit and wondered why) and told me that she'd been in the hospital for emergency surgery on Wednesday and was STILL THERE. They don't keep people that long unless something is really wrong. She said that she'd had a perforated appendix and was going to leave on Monday (technically, today). I went to see her today and she was looking really bad. She was incredibly pale. When I asked how she felt, all she would say was "...interesting...". She refused all her meals (which consisted of differently colored clear liquids) because she kept throwing them up. I hate hospitals. I never know what to say to the people in them. It was even worse when my mom was practically dying in the hospital a few years ago. "Feel better" seems just...stupid. But, what else can you do? Anyway, I'm going back tomorrow after work if she hasn't been released by then. I really hope she has, and there isn't some sort of infection.
After that, with a very strange sort of turn of events, I went to hang out with my friend who is moving to Israel in a few weeks. We got our nails done and talked about her ex-boyfriend. After seeing Lindsay in the hospital, it felt very forced and stupid to me. There are things that are far more important. But this was important to her, and she's leaving and trying to sort out her life, so I just tried to listen.
THEN, I went out to dinner with my friend Sarah and Tim. Sarah is just graduating with her MA in English, and trying to find a publishing job in this shitty economy. I'm giving her every lead I can, but short of me leaving my (awful, awful) job pretty soon, there's not much available. I don't know. I did get her an internship at my last publishing house, but it can't pay and she needs money. It's up to her to determine if she needs money or experience more.
So, that's mostly been it. I also planted my herb and flower garden for the season and did some spring cleaning. I'd meant to do more for myself in terms of finances, cleaning and laundry this weekend, but it didn't seem to work out that way. I'm happy, though, because I spent most of the weekend helping others. It's just been strange, seeing a lot of different problems/lives in a lot of different lights.
I guess the biggest thing that I've gotten out of the weekend was the sudden realization that what I'm doing with my future is exactly what I want. I can't explain it now, but I know, for once, that what I'm about to do with my life is exactly right. And I'm so excited.