So if I were keeping with the schedule I said I'd keep this week, I'd be completely wiped out by Thursday.
My work schedule consists of opening the cafe every day this week [with the exception of Thursday, but I still have to be there @ 10am], and if I were doing music @ Vacation Bible School this year that would wipe out my evening from 6:30 to 8:30-9pm, which would kill any chance of a social life as well as my energy. But. . .
Well, I kind of dipped out on VBS this year. Truthfully, I was totally unprepared, hadn't learned any of the music or hand motions and what-have-you, but to be honest, I just wasn't feeling it this year anyway.
So now, instead of getting ready to leave church @ 8:30, I'm sitting at home typing this blog.
I've been gone for about two weeks, Blogtopia. Did ya miss me?
. . .Probably not. Anyway, an update.
Last week, I got sick. I don't know how, I just know that I did, and it was horrible and I had a fever and a horrible sore throat and I was achy and didn't want to move and stayed in bed for almost three whole days. Then I got better on Thursday-ish and recovered in enough time to have an excellent choir concert at church on Sunday.
This week so far has been spent hanging out with Pierre and moving my things out of my grandmother's house and into my mother's apartment. Because of irreconcilable differences between myself and my grandmother, I no longer stay where I used to and am kind of hanging in limbo.
Sucks to be me, right? I don't see it that way, though.
Being out of that house for as long as I was [am] before I finally left for good, it kinda made me realize something that my family [my dad] had been saying for a while. That house was poison to me. The situation I was put in, staying there almost scot-free and only paying for what I used pretty much, allowing myself to be lazy and not do anything productive was really bad for me. So instead of sulking about how I'm being kicked out of the one place I've called home for longer than any other, I feel like I can see this as an opportunity to do what I should have done with my life four years ago. :)
Contributors
- Jacquise
- Sometimes I prefer to stay inside with a good book, nice music, and the company of myself; other times, I like to go out and have a damn good time, blast music from my speakers and blow the house down. Sometimes, I care what people think; other times, I don't. Sometimes I'm the Quiet Girl. Sometimes I'm the Riot. This is the place where the two of us meet.