It has been the most boring last couple of weeks imaginable.
Started a painting, but it goes like they always do in the beginning, and so I take a break from it.
Work, not busy, long hours pacing the restaurant. Extra long hours, as I requested extra shifts and they kindly obliged, I'm inundated with bills that need be addressed sooner rather than later. As of today I am 3 pay periods behind; they always pay but they don't always understand the "urgency" of regular payments.
The neighbour, well, upstairs one has been in her own world, "Kramer" pops by on occasion to get a cup of sugar, "borrow" some cash, get me to cook for her, I'd given her a couple of books, including a Bible, which apparently she lost/mislaid so she pops around to indulge in a bit of "Bibliomancy", wherein you open to a random page and put your finger on a verse and try and divine some meaning in it.
My god there are better dates.
Autumn, here already, days bright, evenings crisp and cool, no need of the AC or the heater, a beautiful time of the year that would be even better if I had wheels, a destination, but first I need cash and when the bills are paid I can worry about this.
This winter, probably long, I need another job, something to keep my busy, keep the bills at bay, something that I can use to save up for the long overdue jeep, take some time off of work and get into the country, out of the country, something, anything, my life has grown far too boring...