Free Writing
Free Writing Period
I love this song that I’m listening to right now. I wish I could remember the name of it. The chorus is "Baby, I will wait for you, because I don’t know what else I can do. Don’t tell me that I ran out of time. If it takes the rest of my life, baby I will wait for you. If you think I’m fine, it’s just not true. I really need you in my life. No matter what I have to do, I’ll wait for you. So why does your pride make you run and hide, are you that afraid of me?" The whole song speaks volumes.
That didn’t take me long to turn off the radio. I used to love listening to the radio at work, now I find it distracts me. Not like I’m doing much right now anyways. Maybe it’s the channel. I swear they only play 30 songs a day. Maybe I should try Classy 100 until the British guy comes on. I really don’t understand why he’s a DJ. He doesn’t have the voice for it at all.
Yesterday was a good day. I finally got to see and talk with Angela after all this time. I really do miss her. I went up to OB just so I could see her. I wish she would move back to Erie, but her good job keeps her down in Pittsburgh. We talked about how things change and yet they don’t up at the OB. She ate most of my Tazzie, but that’s okay because I had my fill and as long as I got my filet, I didn’t care. J My fridge is starting to fill up with food. Not normal food, but leftovers. I have wings, kidmac, and chicken dvan all in there. Fun times.
Looks like I’m going to be working 3 days on next week’s schedule. I’m looking forward to Thursday and Tuesday the most. It’s the most opportunity for money. Actually, I can’t say that, because I’m working by myself on Friday, which means no sharing tips. Oh, I didn’t say but I made $63 on Sunday when I worked. I now remember why I hate working Sundays. The first four hours you do nothing but stand around. Then 5pm hits, and it’s like, OMG the city must eat. The next two hours were hell. Let’s see if I remember right, I believe I did 15 orders in that span of two hours. Not to mention 4 Outbacker orders on top of that. Oh yeah, love Sundays. I remember telling Nick at one point that one of my first Sundays by myself I sat and cried cause I got my ass handed to me on a silver platter. He just laughed and was like, "And now you can do it in your sleep." Pretty much. Though he was going to give me detention for running through the hall. Sorry, I’m the only one who runs. I have never hit a server yet, knock on wood.
In the middle of that madness I got a couple of texts from Sam. It brought a smile to my face, even if the questions he was asking had no relevance to me. I miss him. Would you believe I just miss his presence and his smile? I’d like him to come to Thanksgiving dinner, but I know he has a huge family that does dinner, so I’m not even going to ask. Not to mention, Thanksgiving is too short of a holiday. I mean I only get two days off for the housing authority and ten bucks says I have to work on Black Friday or sometime other that weekend. However, depending on the weather I’d love for either him to come here or I go there for Xmas. Looking at the calendar, Xmas falls on a Tuesday and I get that, and Monday off. So technically I get a four-day weekend. The Friday before is my Grandma’s family dinner. So depending on the weather, I’d like Sam to go to that if he decides to come here. I realize we’re all playing this by ear and Mother Nature. I really don’t want to meet his family for the first time on the cruise. That would be too awkward.
Speaking of the cruise. As soon as I get off my period and stop feeling sick all the time, my exercise program is going to start. According to my physical I weight 158 pounds. I’ve NEVER EVER been above 145, so to see that I almost fell over. Last spring and summer how the heck was I 158 pounds and in a size 6? That doesn’t make any sense. Mom says doctor’s office scales can be almost 8 pounds off. God, lets hope so. I’d like to get down to at least 135 again. Though it only leaves me 8 months and 7 days until the cruise. I know I have to do something.
My Friends just got back from their Cruisin with the Psychics on the Holland America line. If you remember, this was the cruise that I was supposed to go on, but realized I could never come up with the money in enough time. It sounded like a wonderful time. However, like they said they were there for a different reason than most of the passengers. So, the vacation seemed more like a seminar vacation than anything did. My cruise will be totally fun and laid back. Of course, I’m going to go exploring. My dream is to swim through a waterfall. I believe I have that opportunity on one of the excursions. I just want to be a normal person with my best guy friend and walk down the beach hand in hand watching the sunset. If I can do that, I’ll be set for life.
Time for lunch. I’ll be back afterwards.
An hour and twenty minutes later I’m back to sitting in my chair and getting ready for the afternoon ahead. You know, I’m a very simple girl when it comes to my lifestyle. I get up every day Mon-Fri at 7:30am. I’m out the door by 8am and heading to work. I sit in my chair, answer the phones, type reports, enter work orders, and open the mail. Depending on the time of year, I might have to sort flower seeds or misc. stuff but that’s it. I leave at 4:30pm and drive home. I can normally get home by 4:50pm as long as traffic isn’t too bad. I change into my comfies, make dinner, and then relax the rest of the night. I sit and watch TV Monday, Tuesday, and Friday nights. Wednesday and Thursday nights I normally sit and read. There’s always time to play with Ayla and cuddle with her. Depending on how much they need me, I’ll work at Outback. But it’s never more than 3 shifts a week. After the shift, if I’m tired I go home, if not, then its out to the Fox for a drink or two. At least once a month, I’m out with JD and Aaron for WWE on PayPerView at the Fox. That’s the time that I can kick back, enjoy some good food, lots of drinks, and general hollering at the tv for my favorite wrestling stars. Beyond that, I don’t do much. When I have time I clean up. Only when I know I’m having company does my apartment become spotless. Yes, I may have Virgo rising, but it only comes out at work and my neat and tidiness. My apartment tends to get neglected. My bathroom is always spotless. So maybe that’s where the tidiness comes in. Other than that, I don’t have much of a social life. I like being cooped up indoors on nasty days. But I also love to listen to rain fall during the fall and spring.
I know what I’m getting everyone for Xmas this year whether they like it or not. The whole thing is going to cost me about $150.00 plus postage. But it’s a lot better than spending close to $50 on everyone and then postage. Speaking of postage, I should probably make a trip to Kmart or Walmart for my Xmas cards this year. You know I take forever picking out the perfect cards for everyone. My list this year won’t be nearly as long as last year, especially since I learned the fine art of, "Well, you didn’t send me one, so you ain’t getting another one." Yes, I kept track from last year. I think I’m going to send everyone a little letter that explains what has happened this year and what next year is going to bring.
Hmm, I just had a disturbing talk with my mother. Rick’s birthday party is off and there are "things that you don’t know about going on". Fucking wonderful. Every year it’s the same thing. It’s getting a little ridiculous. I’m amazed the amount of shit that goes on in that house in such short of time. This past Friday there was nothing wrong. They don’t even share the same schedule. He’s up at 4am everyday and gone by 5:30am. She doesn’t get up until 6:45am and is gone by 8am. He’s home by 4pm. She’s home around 5-5:30pm. He’s in bed by 8pm, and she goes to bed around 10:30pm. There’s a whole 3 hours there they share…how much shit can happen in 3 hours. Now of course, the weekend is a bit different where they are both home the entire time. But communication damn needs to start happening. I dunno, maybe Rick does need to move out so Mom will start learning that she takes him for granted too much.
So Annie came back to PA this past weekend to attend a wedding and introduce her Jedi Hobbit to her parents. I really wonder how that went off. I remember how nervous I was when I introduced Sam to my parents. I remember the first thing I told them was not to bring up college graduation. Rick didn’t seem to mind. Mom did want to talk about it, but I told her absolutely not. Him and I were past it, and she should be too. I kept wondering the whole time what Sam thought of them, and what they thought of Sam. Not like it would have mattered what they thought. At least that was my thinking at the time. It still kind of is.
I think the last subject I didn’t talk about so far was Nanowrimo. I’m proudly stopped at 2095 words for the month of November. I have much more I can add, but since my story is on my work computer, and I can’t access the internet much for fear of the virus spreading, I’m going to stop there until the virus is gone. My boss still hasn’t told me yet when or if they are going to get rid of the virus. Probably because he knows I spend most of my time on the Internet when I’m done with my work. I’m not doing anything that the computer-use contract told me not too. Believe me, I read and reread that thing so many times just to make sure.
I love this song that I’m listening to right now. I wish I could remember the name of it. The chorus is "Baby, I will wait for you, because I don’t know what else I can do. Don’t tell me that I ran out of time. If it takes the rest of my life, baby I will wait for you. If you think I’m fine, it’s just not true. I really need you in my life. No matter what I have to do, I’ll wait for you. So why does your pride make you run and hide, are you that afraid of me?" The whole song speaks volumes.
That didn’t take me long to turn off the radio. I used to love listening to the radio at work, now I find it distracts me. Not like I’m doing much right now anyways. Maybe it’s the channel. I swear they only play 30 songs a day. Maybe I should try Classy 100 until the British guy comes on. I really don’t understand why he’s a DJ. He doesn’t have the voice for it at all.
Yesterday was a good day. I finally got to see and talk with Angela after all this time. I really do miss her. I went up to OB just so I could see her. I wish she would move back to Erie, but her good job keeps her down in Pittsburgh. We talked about how things change and yet they don’t up at the OB. She ate most of my Tazzie, but that’s okay because I had my fill and as long as I got my filet, I didn’t care. J My fridge is starting to fill up with food. Not normal food, but leftovers. I have wings, kidmac, and chicken dvan all in there. Fun times.
Looks like I’m going to be working 3 days on next week’s schedule. I’m looking forward to Thursday and Tuesday the most. It’s the most opportunity for money. Actually, I can’t say that, because I’m working by myself on Friday, which means no sharing tips. Oh, I didn’t say but I made $63 on Sunday when I worked. I now remember why I hate working Sundays. The first four hours you do nothing but stand around. Then 5pm hits, and it’s like, OMG the city must eat. The next two hours were hell. Let’s see if I remember right, I believe I did 15 orders in that span of two hours. Not to mention 4 Outbacker orders on top of that. Oh yeah, love Sundays. I remember telling Nick at one point that one of my first Sundays by myself I sat and cried cause I got my ass handed to me on a silver platter. He just laughed and was like, "And now you can do it in your sleep." Pretty much. Though he was going to give me detention for running through the hall. Sorry, I’m the only one who runs. I have never hit a server yet, knock on wood.
In the middle of that madness I got a couple of texts from Sam. It brought a smile to my face, even if the questions he was asking had no relevance to me. I miss him. Would you believe I just miss his presence and his smile? I’d like him to come to Thanksgiving dinner, but I know he has a huge family that does dinner, so I’m not even going to ask. Not to mention, Thanksgiving is too short of a holiday. I mean I only get two days off for the housing authority and ten bucks says I have to work on Black Friday or sometime other that weekend. However, depending on the weather I’d love for either him to come here or I go there for Xmas. Looking at the calendar, Xmas falls on a Tuesday and I get that, and Monday off. So technically I get a four-day weekend. The Friday before is my Grandma’s family dinner. So depending on the weather, I’d like Sam to go to that if he decides to come here. I realize we’re all playing this by ear and Mother Nature. I really don’t want to meet his family for the first time on the cruise. That would be too awkward.
Speaking of the cruise. As soon as I get off my period and stop feeling sick all the time, my exercise program is going to start. According to my physical I weight 158 pounds. I’ve NEVER EVER been above 145, so to see that I almost fell over. Last spring and summer how the heck was I 158 pounds and in a size 6? That doesn’t make any sense. Mom says doctor’s office scales can be almost 8 pounds off. God, lets hope so. I’d like to get down to at least 135 again. Though it only leaves me 8 months and 7 days until the cruise. I know I have to do something.
My Friends just got back from their Cruisin with the Psychics on the Holland America line. If you remember, this was the cruise that I was supposed to go on, but realized I could never come up with the money in enough time. It sounded like a wonderful time. However, like they said they were there for a different reason than most of the passengers. So, the vacation seemed more like a seminar vacation than anything did. My cruise will be totally fun and laid back. Of course, I’m going to go exploring. My dream is to swim through a waterfall. I believe I have that opportunity on one of the excursions. I just want to be a normal person with my best guy friend and walk down the beach hand in hand watching the sunset. If I can do that, I’ll be set for life.
Time for lunch. I’ll be back afterwards.
An hour and twenty minutes later I’m back to sitting in my chair and getting ready for the afternoon ahead. You know, I’m a very simple girl when it comes to my lifestyle. I get up every day Mon-Fri at 7:30am. I’m out the door by 8am and heading to work. I sit in my chair, answer the phones, type reports, enter work orders, and open the mail. Depending on the time of year, I might have to sort flower seeds or misc. stuff but that’s it. I leave at 4:30pm and drive home. I can normally get home by 4:50pm as long as traffic isn’t too bad. I change into my comfies, make dinner, and then relax the rest of the night. I sit and watch TV Monday, Tuesday, and Friday nights. Wednesday and Thursday nights I normally sit and read. There’s always time to play with Ayla and cuddle with her. Depending on how much they need me, I’ll work at Outback. But it’s never more than 3 shifts a week. After the shift, if I’m tired I go home, if not, then its out to the Fox for a drink or two. At least once a month, I’m out with JD and Aaron for WWE on PayPerView at the Fox. That’s the time that I can kick back, enjoy some good food, lots of drinks, and general hollering at the tv for my favorite wrestling stars. Beyond that, I don’t do much. When I have time I clean up. Only when I know I’m having company does my apartment become spotless. Yes, I may have Virgo rising, but it only comes out at work and my neat and tidiness. My apartment tends to get neglected. My bathroom is always spotless. So maybe that’s where the tidiness comes in. Other than that, I don’t have much of a social life. I like being cooped up indoors on nasty days. But I also love to listen to rain fall during the fall and spring.
I know what I’m getting everyone for Xmas this year whether they like it or not. The whole thing is going to cost me about $150.00 plus postage. But it’s a lot better than spending close to $50 on everyone and then postage. Speaking of postage, I should probably make a trip to Kmart or Walmart for my Xmas cards this year. You know I take forever picking out the perfect cards for everyone. My list this year won’t be nearly as long as last year, especially since I learned the fine art of, "Well, you didn’t send me one, so you ain’t getting another one." Yes, I kept track from last year. I think I’m going to send everyone a little letter that explains what has happened this year and what next year is going to bring.
Hmm, I just had a disturbing talk with my mother. Rick’s birthday party is off and there are "things that you don’t know about going on". Fucking wonderful. Every year it’s the same thing. It’s getting a little ridiculous. I’m amazed the amount of shit that goes on in that house in such short of time. This past Friday there was nothing wrong. They don’t even share the same schedule. He’s up at 4am everyday and gone by 5:30am. She doesn’t get up until 6:45am and is gone by 8am. He’s home by 4pm. She’s home around 5-5:30pm. He’s in bed by 8pm, and she goes to bed around 10:30pm. There’s a whole 3 hours there they share…how much shit can happen in 3 hours. Now of course, the weekend is a bit different where they are both home the entire time. But communication damn needs to start happening. I dunno, maybe Rick does need to move out so Mom will start learning that she takes him for granted too much.
So Annie came back to PA this past weekend to attend a wedding and introduce her Jedi Hobbit to her parents. I really wonder how that went off. I remember how nervous I was when I introduced Sam to my parents. I remember the first thing I told them was not to bring up college graduation. Rick didn’t seem to mind. Mom did want to talk about it, but I told her absolutely not. Him and I were past it, and she should be too. I kept wondering the whole time what Sam thought of them, and what they thought of Sam. Not like it would have mattered what they thought. At least that was my thinking at the time. It still kind of is.
I think the last subject I didn’t talk about so far was Nanowrimo. I’m proudly stopped at 2095 words for the month of November. I have much more I can add, but since my story is on my work computer, and I can’t access the internet much for fear of the virus spreading, I’m going to stop there until the virus is gone. My boss still hasn’t told me yet when or if they are going to get rid of the virus. Probably because he knows I spend most of my time on the Internet when I’m done with my work. I’m not doing anything that the computer-use contract told me not too. Believe me, I read and reread that thing so many times just to make sure.