Back to Work
Why are the Thanksgiving holidays over so quickly? It seems that I barely got out of the house. I had hoped to see more people. I did get to see the whole BSC twice, on Wednesday and on Friday. I was busy the whole time, of course. Thanksgiving preparations kept me busy. Then we were quick to get out the Christmas decorations and trim up the tree, and that kept me busy. Then Mom needed me to fill in at the library this morning, and THAT kept me busy. Busy, busy, busy.
It does keep my mind off of some things. Particularly, it helps me avoid thinking of a certain relationship that's on the rocks. Though I put up a good front for anyone who asked, if the truth be told, my trip to Ashfield last weekend was less than perfect. Oh, alright, it was just plain strange. It was Mrs. Yamakawa, not James, who asked me to come. The rest of his family welcomed me, but he... he just seemed... uncomfortable. And so was I. I'm afraid that things are changing between us.
Friday, my parents brought up the fact that putting both Claudia and me through school, especially with my graduate school, was going to be difficult. It confirmed what I'd been suspecting, and I knew what it meant. The past two semesters I've gotten by with working in the university library, but now, that isn't going to be enough. I think I can rearrange my schedule to compensate, but it'll be rough. One of my classes is offerred on Mondays and Wednesdays only, and another is offerred one night a week. If I free up Fridays altogether, I can work on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Maybe I'll get a job in the hospital, again. I'll keep my job at the library during the week and work two jobs. I'll manage somehow.
It does keep my mind off of some things. Particularly, it helps me avoid thinking of a certain relationship that's on the rocks. Though I put up a good front for anyone who asked, if the truth be told, my trip to Ashfield last weekend was less than perfect. Oh, alright, it was just plain strange. It was Mrs. Yamakawa, not James, who asked me to come. The rest of his family welcomed me, but he... he just seemed... uncomfortable. And so was I. I'm afraid that things are changing between us.
Friday, my parents brought up the fact that putting both Claudia and me through school, especially with my graduate school, was going to be difficult. It confirmed what I'd been suspecting, and I knew what it meant. The past two semesters I've gotten by with working in the university library, but now, that isn't going to be enough. I think I can rearrange my schedule to compensate, but it'll be rough. One of my classes is offerred on Mondays and Wednesdays only, and another is offerred one night a week. If I free up Fridays altogether, I can work on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Maybe I'll get a job in the hospital, again. I'll keep my job at the library during the week and work two jobs. I'll manage somehow.