I haven’t said much about my life recently. I’m still working at the publishing company here in Orlando. I still like it, although I’m getting tired of working nights and never seeing my family. But I do enjoy sleeping in. This morning I dragged myself out of bed at 11 as if I’d only gotten 5 hours of sleep, instead of the eight hours I actually got. I’m definitely not working as much. In fact, last night I went home at midnight! That’s cool though. Unfortunately, I was hoping for some overtime to make up for Thursday and Friday of me not being there. But oh well. :-)
I don’t do much else other than sleeping and working. I am still searching for jobs. They haven’t offered me a full time position (although they mentioned that they were looking to hire and I was a likely candidate), but I don’t think I’ll take it if they do. I love working at night, but I hate being so detached from the rest of the world. If anything happens in the evenings – a concert, play, special dinner, whatever… I have to take off work to go. But yeah. It’s good for right now, especially as I’m trying to figure out what is happening in my life.
This weekend I got to catch up with a lot of friends, and it made me happy. It had been a long time for some of them! I feel bad that I don’t keep in touch; I need to get on writing some of those emails.
Paul comes in two days. :-D That’s the day after tomorrow! I’m really excited. I spent a good part of this past weekend cleaning my room, and I’m not done. I have so much junk! Sheesh, I’d like to throw it all out and start over. Most of my “junk” is memory stuff – I found the candle I carried in my high school graduation (broken). I found tons of papers of stuff I’d written when I was little (I loved to write – stories, poetry, you name it :-)). I have certain clothes that I’ve kept through the years – my best friend in 2nd grade made me a t-shirt that said “GET WELL SOON!” when I was sick. They make me smile.
Oh! I almost forgot. The muggings. I was driving home the other night around 3 am or so and I saw these two guys fighting on the sidewalk. It was pretty dark, so I could just see their silhouettes. First I saw the one guy being flipped, and then he tried to stand up again and was pushed down. If they were fighting, then one guy was definitely winning. Or the one guy was being mugged. I couldn’t see his figure well enough to tell if it was a guy or a girl, but I’m assuming a guy. The other – the one doing the flipping and pushing – was definitely a guy.
I was on the phone with Paul and I was freaked out. I finally decided to turn around and if I saw a body lying there then I would call the police. I drove around the area where I saw it happen and I didn’t see anything – no trace of either guy. So I hope the victim was okay. But I consoled myself with the fact that even if I had called the police, they both would have been gone by the time the police arrived. Yeah, so that’s my story of the day. Now I shiver whenever I drive past that part of the street.