After Bic reminded me that oh yeah, I haven't blogged in a while, I've been itching to write again, but that doesn't mean I ever actually remember it when I'm at a computer. I've been doing a lot more paper journalling, and I find that when I'm doing that, I'm not writing online, and vice versa. I'm sitting on MY couch in MY living room at MY apartment, and have just a few minutes before I have to get in MY shower and run to work. It's all still sort of surreal. The first days, I'd just pause, choke up, and mutter "I live here." I know it seems like it could be lonely, living alone, but as someone who's used to doing things on her own, it's not a big deal. I'm also someone that can easily become a hermit, so I use it as an impetus to push myself to be more social. Since I can finally have people over without a grandmother monopolizing them, I do invite people over, and I also get out of the house, whether it's for a tea date with a friend or even just taking a walk. I live near a little beach and trail, so I go down there a lot when I have days off. Not that I really have days off... afternoons off.
I'm still, as expected, working a million hours a week - no one tell my boss, I'm over yet again since I miswrote my schedule and thought I could easily pick up a shift elsewhere - and juggling positions. I just started waitressing instead of hostessing. It's better money and keeps me moving around. As a hostess, there were plenty of nights where I wasn't really doing anything, but as a waitress, I'm going all the time. Granted, my first night, I was one of two servers, so it was a much bigger customer load than I was expecting.
It's pouring today, which bums me out, since I really like to walk to work. I've been considering saying fuck it and walking anyways, but... it's raining. And I have a car. I just like to avoid using it as much as I can since I'm so close to everything now. I'm also incredibly sanctimonious and think things like "walking to work in the rain will bring me closer to empathizing with the struggles of my clients!" but it also results in working from 9:30-6:15 and being soaking wet. Granted, either way, I'm going to be soaked, since 5 hours of that is hanging out in the courtyard, begging people to talk to me. Generally, I enjoy this, because there's some real characters out there, and I get to meet people that don't usually open up, but they don't tend to be out in the rain.
Either way, I've got to get ready. Hair and makeup seem a little superfluous, and really, so does showering, so I suppose it won't take me too long today. Expect more and better posts again soon.