Monday, June 15, 2015

I am the Captain of my Soul

(aka Taking control of the Wheelhouse.)
(aka Move Over Aliens ... I Got This)

Mood: Relaxed, but irritable
Music: California Dreamin' ~ Mamas & Papas 
Thought for the Day: "I think, at a child's birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift should be curiosity." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt

     Well, my assignment with FRS is complete. I've reached the maximum number of weeks that I could be extended. Silly rules. They couldn't keep me longer without hiring me. So? Hire me. It's been three months! Why start all over again with a new person? Oh. Union rules. Pfft. 

     So, here I sit ... contemplating what my next moves should be. I've had a bit of advice, but I put a list together of things that needs to be done. In my head. I should probably write them down. :)

     And so, the holiday begins. Hopefully I'll have enough time to get all the deferred projects around the house completed before the next opportunity pops up. Not that I'd turn down the pay cheque. Still, completing the house's set up/unpacking would relieve a lot of the inner stress that I torment myself with. Gives my mother less opportunity to get into trouble too. Or, it should.

Music: Walkin' After Midnight ~ Patsy Cline

     I've been walking around my neighbourhood after supper. It's my digestive exercise, and it gets the neighbours used to seeing me. And if I go out at the right time, I generally find some eye candy walking around with their dogs. they are probably all taken too. Just my luck. Still ... I'm not going to meet people sitting in the house watching FB, or while writing, reading, etc. I need to get out. Amazing number of neighbours come out when they see us doing yard work, so maybe that's another ticket to explore.

     I'm tired of being single. I like having my own time and being in charge of my bits of life, but I'm lonely. I sometimes crave some human contact that poor Tavis just can't comfortably give. Some best friends are good with that, I'm told, but he has his own issues to work through. Nevertheless, my best friend he remains. Thank the Goddess for this good fortune. 

     Okay ... List of items of concern. In no particular order, I must:

  • Write my MLA - or at least my previous one - re: CDI so-called-"college"
  • Contact GMU and see about deferring my course to Winter 2016 to give me more time to complete my Math requirements. Also to find out WHY I need Math 30 to do accounting. I mean, really? I shouldn't need more than Grade 4 to do accounting. And an understanding of basic formulas. Have I ranted about this yet? Somebody explain this to me.
  • Yard work. re-weeding and law moving needs to be done.
  • Unpack boxes - sort what's being kept and what's being sold. 
  • Check AMA for next shredding event
  • Organise items being kept. Have I found the shelf pins yet? No. Damn.
  • Have final garage sale and donate whatever is left.
  • Hurry and get this all done so that Tavis can have the garage for his car parts!
  • Try to find a way to get Mom to take a few days to take a holiday with a friend. It makes us both feel better.
  • Get some resumes out. The lottery is not going to be handed to me without buying a ticket first. :)
     Mom made split pea soup for supper today. Little irritated with her about it because she ate supper while Tavis and I were out shopping and she didn't even keep it warm for us. So much for a Family Sunday dinner. Pfft. I nuked my bowl briefly and stayed mostly silent.

     Okay ... I think that list will do for now. Also, I need to think about sleep. It's about 0200 already. Silly me. I wonder why I like to write in the wee hours. Maybe I'm relaxed enough to just let the juices flow? Maybe. And maybe it's because it's quiet now, with everybody alseep, and nothing is distracting me. Well, the occasional fantasy doesn't count as a real distraction, right?

Sweet Dreams!