Summerday Friday

These past 2 weeks have been beautiful. Great weather and sunshine introducing the reopenings to icecream shops and snowcone shacks…except I’m stuck in the office. On the bright side the office that I work in is all windows and sits right next to a gorgeous quarry, so rather than seeing other office buildings outside I see water, trees, ducks, deer, geese, squirrels, and buffalo-okay, no buffalo, but everything else! Right now I can see the trees moving back and forth from the wind and I WISH I was outside to experience this awesome weather.
At least this evening I will get to be outside-my friend is having a goodfire (…what other people call bonfires) (my header pic is actually a previous goodfire picture) and I’ll be able to relax a bit…only to get up early tomorrow morning to go work at Friday’s to waitress. But then Sunday evening Kelly and I will have our Written Bitches book club meeting at the coffee shop on main street to discuss “The Secret Between Us” by Barbara Delinksy. We are up to about the ninth chapter which is the middle of the book, and while the story is good, I just can’t decide if I like the way the author writes. But hey-the book was $5 on sale at Barnes & Noble so we just had to add it to our book club collection. Anywho, off to work a little bit more and then who knows-maybe I’ll be back.

Stop Singing the Hokey Pokey…

And here goes-my first official post…let’s see how long THIS will last. I love to write-I do! But I don’t ever keep up a blog; however, I do keep up with my tangible journal. Probably because my life is general busy, and when I have “down time” I make it busy by piling in as many chores as possible. AND when I’m not piling chores onto my list I am trying to make plans with friends to actually DO something-meet for a coffee, meet at Barnes & Noble, grab a snow cone, go to a party-so like I said…busy.
Why is my life so busy aside from the fact that it is just life? I work full time Monday-Friday 8:30AM-5PM and go to the gym after work, then Saturday’s I waitress for extra money, and Sunday’s I try and clean the house, do laundry, and meet my bestfriend Kelly for our book club (The Written Bitches) that evening…then it starts ALL over again. This is why my room is a mess, why I had trouble finding a clean sweater to wear over my summer dress this morning, why I still can’t believe I am only 20 years old and feel like a 40 year old single mother.
And here I go-adding one more thing to my list of things todo (that and yoville on facebook-what is wrong with me?) I think I get this trait from my mother. I’m the baby of 6 and my mom was a single mom, working two jobs, driving us back and forth to sport practice, play practice, CCD, and all those sorts of things. When she wasn’t working and she wasn’t driving us around or making dinner she was cleaning, doing laundry, painting the kitchen for the fifth time, or ripping up carpet because she preferred tile. Now I’ve caught it…”can’t-sit-still-neosis” and it is spreading throughout me more and more each day-thanks mom.