positive

I don't know why. Nothing much has changed. If anything, I should be more bummed out than usual, as I haven't gotten the dream job I applied for and I won't be seeing my beloved for weeks. But no, I'm chill. Chilllll.

Let me take this opportunity to apologize for being so lame recently. My entries are pretty boring, and I've come on today determined to change that, to spice things up again. But really, I'm at a loss.

I'm being soooo lazy today. That would be my rebellious side coming through, as I'm supposed to be working my ass off all weekend long. Normally when I'm the unlucky bitch assigned to weekend shift, I manage to get by with doing little actual work. I write all my stories on Friday, and just show up on Sunday to show face and send the stories over one by one, on the hour, pretending I'e been sitting there all day writing them. Terrible, I know, but impressive initiative, non?

Not so lucky this time around, I'm afraid. It's been just me and Tommy in the office all week, and the news has been non-existent, meaning we've been scraping the bottom of the barrell all week, lucky to emerge with the daily minimum of four stories. So I was unable to build up a good base for the weekend, and spent most of my day on Friday interviewing loads of random people trying to get ANYTHING worth printing. I managed to come up withfive possibilities, but didn't have time to write any of them. Worse of all, two of them involved weekend events that required my attendance. Ack! The horror!

The first was a war memorial service at 10am today. I repeat, 10am. Saturday. Ack! It involved having a very personal, weepy chat over coffee with a widow from Canada and a long-winded veteran. I was there for more than an hour.

Upon my return, I had grand plans to go into the office and start writing, followed by a visit to the gym and supermarket. But - surprise, surprise - I decided to swing home for lunch first and never left again. Oops. A few hours of trash TV and a long nap later, it was already time for dinner, and I couldn't possbly go out then...

To my credit, I actually wrote one of the stories and sent it to the office by email. One down, four to go. Here's hoping no natural disaster or the like hits overnight. I can't afford to have to spend time on any other story. As it is, I'll probably waste another hour or two at the other weekend event - vow renewals at a local air force base for a couple who married there 40 years ago after meeting in a nurse/patient capacity. Awww.

Now I'm starting to panic... I might just have to write another story tonight. Grrr...

I also have to put together another job application. I forgot how much I hate writing cover letters. They have to be absolutely perfect when you're in the writing profession. Yuck.

So much for spicing things up. I've just bored you with work talk again. Oi! Sorry.

It's getting gorgeous up here. When I first moved to the area, I was really looking forward to the summer. Now I remember why. The memorial service was near this tiny seaside village I had never explored before, and despite the morning drizzle, I took a little drive afterwards. So lovely! Even the road there was a stunning tree-lined way. Wow. I can't wait to take long beach strolls and winding wooded walks with Richard. I would do them on my own, but I'm hesitant since my disastrous solitary hike a few years ago, which ended in limping several miles out of the wilderness with a broken arm and sprained ankle. Plus there's the safety issue.

Regardless, there's a nice forest right behind my flat and it calls to me every time I do the dishes. Every night I consider taking a little walk out there, and stop myself only because I've promised Richard I won't go in there alone. But... the other day I couldn't help it. I went. And it was fab! I didn't stray too far, because it was a bit late, but thought I might give it a better gander on the weekend. Unfortunately, rainy yuckiness. But maybe next weekend. Hmmm.

I really should take advantage of where I live, eh? And my new legal driving status. Woo! Stop feeling sorry for myself and make the best of it all. Yeah! Mmmm. How positive of me. What's going on?