I have come home from an early chamber chorale rehearsal. I am so glad to be here and not there in the chorus. I think mostly it is that I am so bloody hot with the hormones and then steroids on top. I feel like a greasy slime most of the time.
At work I got another month of work, but it means I have to learn some new stuff. Just between you and me, it is unappealling, I guess because it won't make a difference and now that I like to spend my working hours applying for jobs at other places, it is really cramping my style. But the girl who was doing it went to another assignment, and I am rather relieved. Both for the extra hours and for her being gone. She was one of those types that I never get used to, very superficial and snooty, rich, conceited and not very friendly.
This coming weekend, the choir is having a variety show to fund raise and I am in charge of the food. We will be getting 20-odd homemade cakes and pies, all to be cut into equal servings and arranged attractively on little plastic "crystal" plates. I also need to arrange for the drinks. I know I can do this, but I keep envisioning being blighted by the heat and I will be too sweaty to make an appearance in the hall. Quite unappetizing, methinks.
There is a blog I read written by a very talented lady who makes poetry, jewelery and takes excellent pix. She was contacted by one of her readers and they began renewing their acquaintance. Now they are in love. It is a lovely story, makes me happy and sad at the same time. I do wish I were more poetic. I really have no gift for writing, other than in an editorial manner, or using correct grammar. I haven't got that artistic aspect. I wish I had it.
I have been feeling sort of disinterested in things lately. I guess it is a mix of feeling bad from the pnuemonia or whatever it is, and knowing I am soon out of a job. Maybe I am keeping depression at bay just barely.
Even though I am feeling this way, others have been distant too, this summer. I suppose it is a busy summer, and again, I haven't been involved because I felt bad. But I miss everyone, and sitting out of chorus is making it worse. Even though I don't want to be there, I at least want to see my friends. But no one is going out afterwards.
2 comments:
this is the thing too.
If I noticed that people is distant from me I think they need the time of isolation.
PLEASE know that I think of you all the time and when i don't heard form you I think you are busy with summer, the choir or unfortunately the pneumonia but i have read your previous post in my reader and now that I am reading this one i needed to come and tell you that you aren't alone, you are well thought of and wish only the best.
I would be nice to write poems and make someone fall in love with us, ah?
unfortunately, I am poetic but not a good one...
te-hee!
HUGS!!!!
Thanks miss mermaid. I am not exactly feeling lonesome for a man. But then it would be nice if there were a special person who cared about me in a special way.
But I am happy with myself for the most part. I have good children cats and friends, and for now I have a job. Hopefully I will have good health once I am through this.
I am blessed, I know.
Thanks for checking on me. I am happy to have my online friends too. Your blog continues to inspire and cheer me.
Keep smiling!
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