So work this week has been busy, and keeping me busier than I'd like. Thursday night, "The Sound of Music", at the Capitol, wonderfully well done and some real talent in the performers - but, well, my heart wasn't in it and I made it to the first intermission before bolting.
Friday, an interview at the bank - basically ruling them out as a source for a vehicle loan, only on newer vehicles and for sums I don't care to borrow. Which restricts my options, and I'm not thrilled about going through a dealership, but this walking about town is getting to be a real bore.
Friday evening, madness at work, full on for 5 hours straight, Friday Night Market and a too-full restaurant and patio, too shortly staffed, running out of glasses, dishes, glasses again...all night long. Never ahead of the curve long enough to manage to set the tables, couldn't even if you had the time, the dishwasher isn't keeping up, and - really, I need a jeep, a way to decompress on my days off...
Saturday, busy again but at a more civilized pace.
And in the meantime, cutting up cardboard and trying to piece together shapes for a rather large paper mache project, which has filled my apartment with shredded newsprint and cut-out cardboard pieces that in no way can I seem to piece together to make a mold or scaffolding ...
So this fills my time, a trip a day for groceries to the CO-OP because I haven't the energy to make a trip to Save On, and I'm liking the fancier cuts of meat and Kombucha.
Last night, after work, running into C*****, from the old restaurant, he was fired for being a lazy dog-f*cker, he was, just a kid then though, and he's telling me he's got a job lined with the new owners as a server, and you know that will last all of a week, if that long...
And today, traditionally a day off but I'm working, early, and so it goes, I complain about work but there's no complaining about the cheques, especially if I'm doing death on the instalment plan, and that catches us all up.