sewing circle
Feb. 20th, 2005 09:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7I woke up this morning and felt like I'd either done 400 situps or been hit by a truck.
The lateral muscles of my abdomen are quite sore.
I have no idea what I would've been doing with them.
But there they are.
I managed to get myself out of bed and putter to the living room, limping on my ouchie (but less so than last night) feet. There, I found Dave, ensconced on the couch, sewing plastic canvas together with fishing wire.
I took pictures. It's surreal, is all. But his Fooshie Palace labyrinth will be quite cool once it's done. Then we have to find an under-gravel filter.
He informs me that the TT Aquatic & Fitness Center does have payment plans so you don't have to pay the whole fee at once. I'm wondering if I can manage that. Cuz it'd be nice to start now and maybe have some muscle tone by summer... Not that I 'do' bikini season, but perhaps I could find a suit that fit me somehow and maybe go swimming and not be totally horrified by the whole process.
(Actually I haven't been swimming even once since August 2003, which is probably the last time I wore my swimsuit, and is when I discovered that I am apparently allergic to the Pacific Ocean. Not coincidentally, that's the last vacation I took and the last sunburn I got.)
I am indeed feeling affluent at the moment but I know it won't last. This is the crazy rush time at spring break. It might last into next week, but we've seen most of it now. Which depresses me, as I've relished the challenge and enjoyed the money. (I still can't pay off the credit card, still don't have health insurance, still can't pay the heat bill... Now I'm just depressing myself.) But, it won't be as bad as the doldrums of January. It won't ever be that bad again, unless they cut my hours. And so I think I will keep making just less than I spend, so eventually I'll be able to afford to pay off the credit card, a couple bucks a month, provided I don't ever need anything, provided I never have any emergencies or sick days.
Ugh, who wants that kind of pressure? But maybe Dave will luck out and find a good job quickly.
Maybe he won't. I'd rather not think about that.
So yeah, I should probably pick up another second job.
I'm pondering whether a second job should be some kind of temping work. Something besides standing around shouting at people and relying on the kindness of strangers for my living wage.
But, Lord almighty, I'd have to do that during the days on Mondays and Thursdays, which would mean that I worked 7 days a week. And I couldn't do that.
But at the moment, given that Manager has kept the schedule identical, that means I am available to work:
Mondays
Tuesdays after 5
Wednesdays before 2
Thursdays
Fridays before 1
Saturdays before 3
Sundays before noon
Who the fuck is going to want an employee with those hours?
Ugh.
I need a nap already.
The lateral muscles of my abdomen are quite sore.
I have no idea what I would've been doing with them.
But there they are.
I managed to get myself out of bed and putter to the living room, limping on my ouchie (but less so than last night) feet. There, I found Dave, ensconced on the couch, sewing plastic canvas together with fishing wire.
I took pictures. It's surreal, is all. But his Fooshie Palace labyrinth will be quite cool once it's done. Then we have to find an under-gravel filter.
He informs me that the TT Aquatic & Fitness Center does have payment plans so you don't have to pay the whole fee at once. I'm wondering if I can manage that. Cuz it'd be nice to start now and maybe have some muscle tone by summer... Not that I 'do' bikini season, but perhaps I could find a suit that fit me somehow and maybe go swimming and not be totally horrified by the whole process.
(Actually I haven't been swimming even once since August 2003, which is probably the last time I wore my swimsuit, and is when I discovered that I am apparently allergic to the Pacific Ocean. Not coincidentally, that's the last vacation I took and the last sunburn I got.)
I am indeed feeling affluent at the moment but I know it won't last. This is the crazy rush time at spring break. It might last into next week, but we've seen most of it now. Which depresses me, as I've relished the challenge and enjoyed the money. (I still can't pay off the credit card, still don't have health insurance, still can't pay the heat bill... Now I'm just depressing myself.) But, it won't be as bad as the doldrums of January. It won't ever be that bad again, unless they cut my hours. And so I think I will keep making just less than I spend, so eventually I'll be able to afford to pay off the credit card, a couple bucks a month, provided I don't ever need anything, provided I never have any emergencies or sick days.
Ugh, who wants that kind of pressure? But maybe Dave will luck out and find a good job quickly.
Maybe he won't. I'd rather not think about that.
So yeah, I should probably pick up another second job.
I'm pondering whether a second job should be some kind of temping work. Something besides standing around shouting at people and relying on the kindness of strangers for my living wage.
But, Lord almighty, I'd have to do that during the days on Mondays and Thursdays, which would mean that I worked 7 days a week. And I couldn't do that.
But at the moment, given that Manager has kept the schedule identical, that means I am available to work:
Mondays
Tuesdays after 5
Wednesdays before 2
Thursdays
Fridays before 1
Saturdays before 3
Sundays before noon
Who the fuck is going to want an employee with those hours?
Ugh.
I need a nap already.
