JOY OF JOYS! Tim, my silent son of twenty years, filled out a job app at Bear Creek. He did not get hired yet..he might not, but he interviewed.. AND HE TALKED!
This has been my biggest worry in life, but to know that he can do it is more of a relief to me than having the doctor tell me "it's just a cyst". I was so proud of him, he just walked right up to the counter and talked...to a perfect stranger (well, not really perfect...she was kind of chunky and had glasses). But he did it. So if he gets hired this season or not, I don't care, but for his self-esteem, it would be nice to get a reward for jumping such a huge hurdle.
MY SUNDAY 160 Home from work at 3 a.m. DRATS! A light shines on my pillow. Not a full moon? Why so much light? Why haven't I noticed that it's neverREALLY dark here anymore?
Honestly, I hadn't noticed until Tim and I tried to see the great meteor shower a few weeks ago that it is just not DARK anymore. The area is getting commercialized and everyone has big lights to deter crooks (cause they all have SOOO much to steal). When we were kids and slept outside it was so dark you couldn't see anything, now I can see all the way across the street. Or maybe when I was a kid it was just the same and I was just a big ass baby afraid of the dark, so it seemed darker. But either way, unless i arrange the blinds just so, and the cat doesn't get in the window and move them I will have a bright light shining right in my face. I like dark when I am sleeping (trying to sleep)...DARK AND QUIET! How far from humanity does one have to go in the world today to find absolute dark and quiet? No spaceship shit, though...I have that claustrophobia thing going on. I like air ALL around me, not just in a limited supply.
MY SUNDAY 160Cooler mornings. Slightly cloudy skies. A leaf falling here and there. But the true harbinger ofsummers end? The pool no one is brave enough to get in. BRRRR!
(sorry i posted early, but have to work early tomorrow..it's getting colder here and I noticed on my first night off in a while how much earlier the darkness is coming. I guess summer was slow in arriving but quick to depart this year).
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