We're Only Human

I didn't really want to bring this up yet, but I feel like I need to say something about it anyway. I had a job interview yesterday. I don't want to jinx it, so I won't say where and for what, but it would be a really, really awesome job. I should be getting a call this afternoon sometime, telling me whether or not I am in the top three. If I am, I will go tomorrow evening for a second interview and then they will decide that night. They want the person to start on Friday, but I guess I would start next week since I already have my Factory work schedule in place. It's only part time, but it would be perfect, I think. Think good thoughts for me, please oh please.

I Know I Like Dancing With You

Oh my word. Yesterday, CLRG and I went to the Salvation Army store to drop off a bag of clothes I decided it was time to donate, and he took me back to the book area. He is always so sweet to do this sort of thing. It's funny when he wonders why he can't get me out in a timely manner, though. Silly boy. You led me there! Anywayyyy... I bought a boxed set of the first four Sweet Valley Twins books. I probably have them somewhere, honestly, but I don't care. I was DEVOTED to these books when I was in elementary school. Seriously. During those years, my best friend and I were pretty certain that we WERE Jessica and Elizabeth Wakefield. It was ridiculous. I also got two books from the Little House on the Prairie series and this book about Cary Grant, though it is in large print and is kind of scary to read. I may donate it somewhere if I can't read it without going nutso.

The new room has made significant progress this weekend. Most of the drywall is up! There is a bit of insulation work to be done near one window, and then drywall needs to happen in the closet and near that window and then we can start with spackling! It will be glorious.

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Sweet Like Candy to My Soul

Today, I am grateful for:

-beautiful houses
-kitten paws
-cuddling
-books
-my family

Dance Floors and Magazines

Just a little while ago, I was cooking some hamburger (for future tacos... maybe tomorrow?) and Roommate C (I think I probably named him something else once, before I lived here, but I can't remember) came down and informed me that, since I moved in, the kitchen has seen more use than ever before. That's probably true, because all he ever eats is chicken patties and hamburgers. I am impressive, it seems, because I used the crock pot yesterday (swiss steak- turned out nicely), and I've made jambalaya and homemade mac & cheese here and tuna noodle casserole, among other things, since CLRG moved in here. Yes, indeed. I can't really remember where I was going with this, but whatever. I cook things sometimes. I got stuff to make a mac & cheese pasta bake thinger later this week (to eat with salads), and little shrimp to eat with pasta and pesto. Mmmm.

Fact is, I like doing these homey things. I have been doing my laundry with CLRG's and I enjoy doing it this way. I like going grocery shopping for us as a pair, but I don't like figuring out meals by myself. He never really has suggestions so I have to think really hard about meals. I really like living here. I will like it even more when the new room is finished.

Our set up plan for the new room and this other room is such: bed, love seats (couch won't make it up here, oh well), TV in the new room. Desks, dressers, storage containers in the older room. I am hopeful that my bookshelf will make it into the new side. I don't know why. We will soon each have a closet, rather than having to share one, and I will think about getting some drawers of some kind to make up for the shelves I won't have in my closet. We'll see, we'll see.

And it Came to Me Then/That Every Plan is a Tiny Prayer to Father Time

Today, I am grateful for:

-sleepy cat eyes
-friendly people
-vision
-surprise texts from CLRG
-good books (like The Happiness Project!)

Tell Me It's Not Too Late

Ooooh libraries. Delicious.

Under a Honeymoon

"I want to fly a kite and eat green apples and have a stomachache that I know the cause of and feel the mud between my toes in a reedy creek and tickle the lobe of your ear with the tip of my tongue." - Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald