Part of a double bill, "Cornbread, Earl & Me" being the other feature, at a West Springfield second-run theater.
These pass 2 weeks have been incredibly good ones for me! My horoscope (a very accurate one which I sent away for) said March would be very active & it certainly has been, so far! It all started with a premonition 2 Sundays ago. I have to call it a premonition, because I felt a positive PUSH to go out that day & buy a newspaper -- something I only very rarely do! Brook was working & I went to get a paper & I opened it up & the first thing I saw was an ad for a display assistant at Seat her in the Mall. It sounded like it was something I'd like. So on Monday, I casually walked into Sears, asked about the job, was interviewed & an hour later, they called me & told me I had the job. I was amazed, since there were so many applicants! Actually, the girl who interviewed me is my boss & we just got along very well & seemed to have some things in common. Anyway -- I started yesterday & it's going to be a d day per week thing (although I'll have t work a full week once in awhile, but my hours are very flexible, which is always nice. I can start as early as I want, after I know what I'm doing more. I do all signs for display & also help make up the displays & I'm also responsible for the printmaking for sales, ads, etc. So far, I've just been making signs, which has been interesting & they really keep me busy -- which I like! Part of my job will also be to make sure the different department keep their displays neat & their decorations in order, etc. I'm not sure I'll like doing that, but I suppose after I know people better, I can adjust. I'm just happy to have a job that is consuming, right -- now. I'll still have time for crafts. (Although no sewing 'cause a part on my machine coked out & the man says it'll take 6 months [no one hurries here] to get it replaced. There goes my new summer wardrobe!) I guess it doesn't matter too much. I can wear anything I like here most of the time (& most of the time, that's jeans of course!) because I get so dirty. Yesterday I came home looking like a person who might have been trapped in a coal mine!!! It does feel good to get right into something with your hands, though, instead of sitting somewhere doing the same stuff all day -- every day. And the atmosphere in the display room is great -- free & open & I feel at home there already. (Odd, since It usually takes me longer than 2 days to get used to new physical surroundings.) Well, enough about the job....
Brook bought me an aquarium & some fish to keep me company. A dog would be a responsibility I'm not prepared to accept right now. Maybe later on.
The fish are really beautiful & I just love watching then. I can just sit there forever!! I've even begun to discern separate personalities among them. Their traits are most noticeable when they are fed -- especially their aggressive & survival instincts. I'd like to get some angelfish soon -- maybe in a month. But, they may be difficult to care for. I'll have to find out more about them. They don't go for walks, but....
Last Saturday night, I had some of Brooks' chums over for dinner. Most of them are single & eat dinner every night at the site cafeteria (where 2 have gotten ptomaine poisoning!), so they were really appreciative of a "home-cooked" meal. We all had a good time. I really liked all of them. (I've always been wary of engineers, for some reason -- some of the ones I know at V.U. were such zombies! & seemed to have no soul!) They were all so different, and interesting. Brook had told a few that I had Tarot cards & they all wanted their cards read (which was fine with me, since you can find out so much about a person that way.) They weren't too skeptical, either, as I had suspected they would be. Anyway, it was fun. John Taggart told me he might be coming home with Brook a lot in the next few months. I told him, in that case, I'd have to starting taking a few lessons from the "ptomaine kings" at the site.
Well, that's about all this time.
P.S. I've got you beat. I have $1.78 in my piggy bank.
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