I wanted to go back to Fezzi’s and help out today because they are terribly short staffed, but my throat has picked today to give out on me. This sucks in terms of helping Fezzi’s because it is far more important that I rest my throat so that I can work this week. It is better for my ability to get the work done today that I wanted to get done though. A mixed bag of results I suppose.
Yesterday was interesting. I was incredibly productive first thing in the morning and then I went to a friend’s house because she is moving and getting rid of a bunch of stuff. At her house I acquired enough knitting stuff to satisfy the Christmas wish that I had and then some. She also gave me a freak load of candles, which I appreciate cause I am getting into them in a big way again. Then I went to Noah’s ex-girlfriend’s garage sale. (It has been interesting meeting her in general. It is solidifying some of what I know/believe about Noah.) She is getting rid of basically everything she owns because she is going to be living in Japan and will have no room for it. I got a bunch of clothes, some movies, and a bread machine for $33. Dude. I have always wanted a bread machine…. 🙂 The back of my car is stuffed to the gills and I didn’t have the energy to unload it last night.
Cause after the garage sale I went up to Dicken’s and spent around six hours there. I watched shows and danced and talked to people that I like and miss. It was weird being there. I felt like I belonged there and yet like an outsider. I miss working a great deal. Thus I offered to come help and work today, but that is not to be. 🙁
Then I went to my sister’s party. I felt like a judgmental, uptight prig. Apparently she has tossed the concept of “sober” to the winds and I wasn’t actually aware of that. They all got high and sat around drinking while bitching about their dead-end, mindless jobs. I was really glad that I had a friend show up. What in the hell am I going to talk to them about? The pressure of grad school and having a job that demands so much time and energy that I am about to drop from exhaustion when they are bitching about not being allowed to work remotely so that they can actually not work instead of having to mask their not-working in the office? Uhm, yeah. Not exactly the brightest lightbulbs in the box. And my cousins were there with a bunch of their friends and I have no respect for any of them. The one who is doing ok and is somewhat successful is now an assistant manager at Burlington Coat Factory. The other two don’t manage to hold a retail job for very long without getting fired. All of the girls in the group looked like they starve themselves in order to not get fat. It was kind of gross watching the guys chow down and the girls were standing off to the side staring at the food with longing. I didn’t have anything to drink and I don’t really like pot much anyway so I skipped that. It was mindless escapism and I don’t want to do that. My day-to-day life is not something I need to run away from. It is a crazy amount of work and pressure, but I am happy with what I have worked for and achieved. One of the adults there was the father of my cousin’s boyfriend and his other daughter was there as well. He was talking about his prison time and how his third wife is 28 right now. He is 42. He bragged about how he may have to get older but he doesn’t have to grow up. I am a judgmental bitch and I thought he was pretty pathetic. In fact, I think I should avoid my sister’s events in the future because I don’t really contribute positively to the environment…