no mascara, eyelashes not curled.
have you noticed how people just repeat themselves over and over over time? and they usually talk about only one main topic… whatever it is they are interested in. people just love to restate what they think. it gets really annoying to me, actually. even when i am the one doing it.
i am having some trouble, as many women must, becoming sensitive about my aging. i see it. i feel it. i feel guilty and ashamed. i feel kind of unwanted, undesired, useless… more than ever before, because actually, i think i always felt that way but now it’s becoming harder to deny.
i love wearing my hair up in a bun. it feels so clean and tidy and unencumbered. having long thick hair has its problems, too.
ok. well my hair is curled and i have to leave for work in about forty five minutes. i think i will have a quick caeser salad. have a nice time while i am slaving away. it would be nicer if i actually had some sort of rapport with any of the people with whom i work; but, there really isn’t much. they are all too young and all went to high school together and party together every night and on their days off. i’m not a part of that group.
my boss actually asked me if i would be interested in working on one of the days of my three days off. i considered it but that would make me on seven days in a row and i am really just not sure i care to do that.
actually salad bar is kinda hard but you just have to pretend it’s not and do your best. that’s all you can do. and opening is certainly better than closing!!
i feel okay about today.
it ended up alright.
definitely a lazy day.
i took a nap and was really groggy when i woke up…
tomorrow i will do the rest of my laundry and try to figure out a way to get all of my clothes put into drawers and closets in a civilized manner.