Don't recall having many jobs where I didn't look forward to some time off or unhappy that the work day had ended; however, since landing that great job of mine, I can honestly say I do not want time off and do not want to leave when it's time to go home. You won't find an imitation of Fred Flintstone when the whistle blew at the quarry. No "yabba dabba doos" here.
As I've said in previous writings, when school is on a break, the health center is closed and the staff stays home. Until my position becomes full time, these breaks aren't especially grand for me since salary is mostly null and void.
Never considered vacations, weekends, or holidays special basically because I never really did anything since 1) I have trouble doing anything for or spending anything on myself; and 2) if I were to do anything, didn't relish the fact that it probably would have to be done alone.
At school there was a break between summer and fall semesters so this past week I was unable to go to work (yeah, I know, poor me). At work, Pat always told me to do something fun and go exploring either on weekends or during our breaks. A male friend asked if I had difficulty venturing out alone. "No," I replied. So I heeded the advice and kept relatively busy most of the week.
On Monday I walked across the street and went browsing at the mall. Contemplated future purchases and possible Christmas gifts. I rarely go to a movie. The last movie I saw was The Devil Wears Prada and before that--Star Wars Episode I. Yeah, pretty sad. Usually wait until they are premiered on the boob tube; however, the mall has a discount theater. Movies are $1.75 and Tuesday is dollar day. Of course, the movies were out several months ago but I've never seen them so, hey....Tuesday I saw The Incredible Hulk. Not too bad. Wednesday I saw Ironman. Pretty good. I actually could get used to this but it still would be nice to go with someone, but at least I was doing something every day. On Thursday headed south to see Jonathan and had an expensive but good visit with my son and was able to see my grandson for the first time. The rest of the week was spent reading, writing, helping Mom with some errands, cooking a few meals, and visiting with my brother and sister-in-law on their first visit down to our new digs. Also was a little disappointed that I wasn't going to have a date (same guy) three Saturdays in a row and must wait until this Saturday.
For the most part it was not such a bad week after all.
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Seriously, as you contemplate those Christmas gifts, don't feel like you have to spend a lot of $$ on mine, okay? Seriously!
I read your other post and realized I had not read this one yet. I wonder now if I would have caught the "grandson" reference.
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