I made a to-do list and writing a blog post was one of the items. Here, done.
Ok, that isn’t a blog post.
I have two days off in a row, and it is great. Today was the first day and I have cleaned my room, the bathroom, and done a lot of other little chores. I still have a number of things on my list. I have time today to get them done, or tomorrow. For the last 17 days I have only had two days off. Going forward it looks like this is going to change. I will also be spending much more time in produce.
Life is good. The my cat and Saphira still aren’t friends, but they aren’t fighting and Saphira seems to be getting comfortable in the house. Today has just been a great, relaxing day.
I am watching a cat for a friend. Well, if things work out I will continue to watch the cat. Right now she is growling and hissing at my cat, and myself, quite a bit. I am trying to be sedulous and just give her space to relax and feel comfortable. I am sure she just feels scared. My cat is being mellow, except when she is being hissed at, which no one likes and then she starts to get upset and hiss back. Cats.
I once again only had one day off. I have to work today, and I feel tired. I don’t want to work. This also appears to be my last week in the deli on a regular basis, and it appears I will be moving back to produce. I’d rather stay in the deli and work with Tammy, but I doubt I will be given the option since it now appears the deli is close to fully staffed.
I just feel like I need a day to sleep, and read, and write. Not this kind of writing, but real writing. I was reading from Sylvia Plath’s journals yesterday. It always makes me want to journal more myself, write more myself, express more myself. I fail too often in all those regards.
I need to be more sedulous about writing.