I don’t know, Keifer Sutherland is just not convincing as the President to me. I can’t wrap my heart around this Designated Survivor show. I want to. I like the premise but I’m just not feeling him. Like does he have to have that whispery voice? Breathy? It’s just weird. So I thought I’d check in and blog before I hit the hay.
Life is going. I had a lovely lovely LOVELY weekend over at the beach with Stephanie and crew. Saw my old beach neighbor who loaded me up with glass pieces for the apt, had great laughs and food with Stephanie and her friends, who are now my friends too, got some sun and went to a sunrise service steps from her house where I ran into Rick Cole. Always fun to run into Sewickley people when you’re 1000 miles from home (home being Sewickley in this scenario). So this is funny, Rick came over to Stephanie’s after the sunrise service for coffee and when I introduced them he said “I think we’ve met” prompting her to get her key chain and show him a picture that we took together in 1995 at Crabby Bills. So in 1995 John and I came(went) to St Pete Beach for a weekend, the ONLY time John and I ever went anywhere alone together (without Jimmy) and well anyway so we hooked up with Rick as he lives around St Pete Beach too. At the same time friends Jean and Diane, also from Pittsburgh, were staying in St. Pete Beach visiting Stephanie, so we all met at Crabby Bills. At the time Crabby Bills took pictures and we had a group picture made into key chains. Stephanie STILL has that picture on her keychain. How wild is that? I probably have that picture in a box somewhere. But I quit carrying it on my key chain long ago. It was pretty funny when she pulled that picture out.
Here are some pictures from the weekend:
It wasn’t too bad of a drive over or back. Both times I made it in under 3 hours. So not too bad. I sure do love it over there. I love the beach and I love my sunsets. This weekend I’m going to try and find a beach on the east coast. I’m reluctant to go to New Smyrna Beach, which is probably the closest, because it is literally the shark bite capital of the world. A friend recommended South Daytona Beach so I think I’ll try that. I haven’t read about too many bites that happen there. Rick (the marine biologist) said it has something to do with currents causing the sharks to feed at New Smyrna. Go figure. Well anyway,
I’ve been hanging some pictures around the new place making it look a little more like home:
I also ordered my first new piece of furniture from Target…thanks to a generous benefactor, and well get this…it was supposed to be delivered today and when I got home, excited to put it together, I had a notice from UPS saying I needed to sign for it. So then I called them and they said that the driver made that decision (to get a signature) based on the fact that it’s an unsafe neighborhood. Really? So yea, this is where I live. The UPS won’t even leave the boxes. So I told them to leave it anyway and I’ll take my chances. I may be wrong but I really don’t think someone is going to come onto the porch and take the boxes. But if they do then that’ll be that. Honestly it “looks” like a decent neighborhood for the most part but if you see any of the people who walk by you might make that unsavory conclusion. But it’s had me thinking all night about where I live and now I’m kinda pissed because I don’t want to think I’m unsafe. Well hopefully there will be some boxes here tomorrow night and I’ll have my first “new” piece of furniture. My glass friend gave me a plant stand so that’s new too. But really, am I going to be here longer than a year? Should I just live out of the boxes for the whole year in the bedroom? And quit getting new stuff? I’m thinking “yes” – plus less furniture to move next year as I’m probably not going to have moving expenses paid again…ever.
Work is work and it’s good and I work long days and they are starting summer hours in a few weeks, but I don’t know that I’ll really get to be part of that because I’m so busy. Anyway, Point Park people will probably laugh because I fought for summer hours for 8 years and now I’m going to get them and I may not even get to enjoy them. I like my job and I love all the people I’ve met. There’s a lot to learn and I haven’t quit yet so that’s a good sign. I remember Zachary visiting me at work in Pittsburgh one time saying that all the papers on my desk made him nervous, he said he can’t imagine knowing what to do with all of them. I knew what to do with each piece of paper then. But now I know how he feels. I have so many papers on my desk and I’m so unorganized waiting for my new computer, my new desk and my office supplies. I’m like a fish outta water. But I hope to look back on this time soon and feel competent again….someday.
I guess that’s it for today. Hope everyone everywhere is doing well.
oxox