Mar 04 2014
OK, being at home is starting to get to me…my old shop has been rented and 2 guys are coming in from NY to take it over. It will be their first store, for a business they just started a few months ago. They are planning on gutting the place and putting in all new lighting to showcase their pricey mens’ accessories.
I know that feeling, the excitement, the promise of a new experience, making friends and being successful, being part of something bigger than yourself. I felt a little envious, a little jealous thatI am still waiting for my next big thing to begin. They have just pulled their wagon up to the freak show and popped their tent, and I’m ready to break through the rainbow ceiling and get out to the “real world” with the “norms” and the “squares”.
SO my fantasy is the boss says to Sir, “Does your girlfriend still want to work here?…Have her call me”
Well that’s exactly what happened. He did keep me on file. I have an interview on Thursday!
I’m so ready, I need to know if it’s gonna happen or if I need to search for another gig. I’ve really had my heart set on this, it’s been my single point of occupational focus for many months, because all I can see are the pros…no cons to this job at the present time. It’s 40 mins away but when you live out on a godforsaken sandbar, everything is a drive.
(Source: fatdabs, via thatsqualitystuff)
Will Smith is always cool, I’m certain this guy has never done a jerky thing ever.
Mar 02 2014
I have always had a soft spot for wagons, and Gramdma had a Plymouth Fury 4 door with an oval steering wheel.
Mar 01 2014
Feb 28 2014
pretty much staying in for the weekend…my Feb. earnings slump left no money for movies or take out. Sir really loved the bacon cheeseburgers I made last night and we just found out our BBQ place is re opening in 2 weeks, so I am trying to put aside some $$ for that. Some buzz about promotions at work and I need to go get a new app in next week. EXCITED!
(Source: weirdnessisgood, via filleduponbread)
Feb 24 2014
"Well at least I didn’t buy shamenuts*"
*Donuts from the gas station purchased to sooth feelings of shame, inadequacy, or general sadness. All 6 shamenuts must be eaten at once. prior to lying down with netflix, followed by some moans of guilty malaise.
Feb 23 2014
Feb 19 2014
well what a month. internet sales are unexpectedly slumping. we both have miserable colds. weather sucks but at least it’s not gonna storm this weekend. tiny food budget this week, i’m spending it all on cat litter and cold medicine. while pep talking myself in the car yesterday I got stuck in the snow, real bad situation. there i was in my fishnets and miniskirt (in the rain/snow/wind mix) digging out my car with a mere snowbrush. I think it was Molly Hatchet or Foghat on the radio…I just kept diggin and eventually broke free. tremendous luck. it’s just a slump, things will turn around again.
(Source: monkeychusetts, via memewhore)
Feb 16 2014
Shoveled and snow blew the stupid driveway at 5am. in the light of the full moon. actually it was kinda cool, it was still and dark and a great workout.
Sir got to work and because they had been working through the overnite he was able to come home early and get some much needed rest.
Looks like a total of another 8 inches depending on the drift and a few more are coming soon…a hard winter for sure.
Feb 12 2014
Why am I having such a hard time this winter? I’ve had plenty of winters home, unemployed, waiting for summer. Next summer is different because I have no sure-thing job, and this winter is different because I have good money coming in from ebay and it has become as much as a full time job as I can make it. I think I am burning out a little from it and for some reason there is a small pre valentine’s slump going on.
I also think I have totally shed my Provincetown Skin and previous persona. I’m done lumping myself in with the rest of the misfits who were driven from “the real world” out to this outcast colony. The fully? functioning special needs social dropouts who could not cut it out there with the “Norms”. I think I have evolved and am way ready for the next occupational/social phase of my life. My mental health has progressed and I need to be out of this house, before I take some kinda wacky turn and start talking to the canned beans in the pantry.
I’m restless and anxious and it’s hard to focus. And I feel like a whiner.
(Source: discontented-delight, via cry-out-to-life)