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it's been a nice day today. i got up early and had some alone time. felt really pretty rested since i went to bed so early last night! after T got up he finished watching 'You've Got Mail' with me. then he asked me what i wanted to do. i said, i'm going to finish cleaning the apartment. he saidi'll help you!!! and he did! woot! so he vacuumed and i straightened and generally puttered, burned some incense (nag champa) and a new lime spritzer candle that i got in the bedroom. smells pretty good. didn't clash cuz we keep the bedroom doors closed. did some crochet. i'm really excited about this afghan i'm working on. it's a present, and a little different than the ones that i usually do. after the cleaning we watched 'Devil's Advocat' again, lol. i love Al Pacino. he's so funny. then i did more crochet, watched my 'stories' as i always do on my days off and made shepherd's pie casserole for supper.
as i was leaving to go on my first visit (i didn't even wash my hair or put my face on until after four o'clock, can you believe that!) i ran into one of our neighbors downstairs. he gave me some good tidings. the crackhead that lives across the hall and one door down is moving!!! there's something wrong with him, we've debated whether he is mentally challenged or just burnt up. i think he's BURNT UP. but he sings in the hallways, to himself. talks to himself, very loudly. he's very scary and tried to help me with groceries one time. i told him, no thank you three times and when i turned around he was about two inches from my back. i told the building manager about it and that if he did it again he was going to get a face full of pepper spray. the manager laughed and told me to do it. i told him i didn't think it was funny and that i would do it if he got in my space again. but anyway, i think it's great news that the guy is moving, so i was glad about it.
as far as my cleaning goes, i'm doing pretty good. all i really have left to do is to do the supper dishes and straighten up the dressing room. trying to create some semblance of order in my life. again.
i've just about given up on hearing from the other job. i really wanted it to. my way of dealing with it is this: my vacation is in august. i figure if i don't hear from the other job by then, i can look for another job on my vacation. but in my heart of hearts i realize that by the time august gets here i'll likely be over my 'spell' and love my job again. so what i'm actually doing is biding my time. and that's okay, too. i guess, heh.
starting a new book tonight. it's called "the corpse had a familiar face". mama gave it to me. she likes the same books that i do, but doesn't read much anymore because of her vision. she also says it's because she can't read for five minutes without falling asleep!
toodles darlings!
Kitty
as i was leaving to go on my first visit (i didn't even wash my hair or put my face on until after four o'clock, can you believe that!) i ran into one of our neighbors downstairs. he gave me some good tidings. the crackhead that lives across the hall and one door down is moving!!! there's something wrong with him, we've debated whether he is mentally challenged or just burnt up. i think he's BURNT UP. but he sings in the hallways, to himself. talks to himself, very loudly. he's very scary and tried to help me with groceries one time. i told him, no thank you three times and when i turned around he was about two inches from my back. i told the building manager about it and that if he did it again he was going to get a face full of pepper spray. the manager laughed and told me to do it. i told him i didn't think it was funny and that i would do it if he got in my space again. but anyway, i think it's great news that the guy is moving, so i was glad about it.
as far as my cleaning goes, i'm doing pretty good. all i really have left to do is to do the supper dishes and straighten up the dressing room. trying to create some semblance of order in my life. again.
i've just about given up on hearing from the other job. i really wanted it to. my way of dealing with it is this: my vacation is in august. i figure if i don't hear from the other job by then, i can look for another job on my vacation. but in my heart of hearts i realize that by the time august gets here i'll likely be over my 'spell' and love my job again. so what i'm actually doing is biding my time. and that's okay, too. i guess, heh.
starting a new book tonight. it's called "the corpse had a familiar face". mama gave it to me. she likes the same books that i do, but doesn't read much anymore because of her vision. she also says it's because she can't read for five minutes without falling asleep!
toodles darlings!
Kitty