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Hello Again

One of my New Year's resolutions for this year was posting on LJ
approximately once a month. So much for that idea. But I've decided to try
working on posts a little bit at a time so I can fit it into my busy schedule.

I'm working two and a half jobs right now. One is my part time gig at the Big Green Grocery Store. Not much to say about that. The other gig is writing blog posts for a personal injury firm. It pays well for a few hours worth of work, and the research can hit the sweet spot of my methodical mind. The half gig is scoring essay questions for a standardized testing company, but the work is too intermittent to call it a full job.

I'm still working on my Ten Thousand Flowers. I've upped my output to two flowers a day, so I'll be done in around ten years instead of twenty. The first flower of the day still goes up on various social media--Twitter, Google Plus and Instagram. I've just added Tumblr to the mix, so those of you with Tumblrs hit me up with your username so I can add you to my dashboard and have something to read besides the stuff they force-feed me. Some hipster already swiped wonderbink (seriously?) so I'm 10Kflowers over there.

Today I took pleasure in water with lime juice.

Today I learned the precise meaning of 'rarified.'

Good news!

I've landed a three-month contract with the law firm I interviewed at, progressing to full-time if things go well.

I'm going to happy dance around the house for a bit, if that's okay with you.

Today I took pleasure in a giddy new crush on someone who isn't Mod Boy.

Today I learned that Jacco Gardner's song "The Riddle" has an answer but not a solution.

I Have Returned!

I blinked awake at 5:00 AM and I might as well stick to it because I checked my email this morning and I got a message from the temp agency asking if I'm available yet because the law firm wants me back.

Groovy. I'd better focus on recovery so I'm a fully functional human being by Monday. I see a lot of writing in my future.

Today I took pleasure in sleeping in my own bed.

Today I learned that I have work to do!

A Miscellany of Updates

There's not much May left, is there? I'd better get my crap together before June hits.

The first weekend in June is officially booked with my latest niece's baptism on Saturday and Rock and Roll Monster Bash on Sunday. (For those of you on my list asking "do WHAT?" about the first item--yes, I'm an auntie again to Miss Isabelle Grace O'Shea, the second daughter of my younger brother, Patrick, and his lovely wife Carrie.) Both events should provide quite the contrast to each other.

The following weekend, I will be hosting the 21st Anniversary of my 21st birthday in the usual style. Unfortunately, pulling the plug on Facebook as abruptly as I did has left me occasionally scrambling for contact information I thought I had. The past few weekends of shows (I have a job! I can afford cover charges again!) have seen me pulling people aside to extract email addresses from them. Only one has bounced back so far and it was kind of a long shot anyway.

The next two weekends, I'll be in Italy on a family trip. The last three days of it will be spent hurled in the general direction of Venice before I fly out. I'm trying to coordinate a meet up with freecloud13 at some point, because it would be a darn shame to go all the way there and not see her after so many years of knowing her.

The last day of June has already pretty much been written off as recovery time.

Meanwhile, I have work to do at the law firm. Boy howdy, do I have work to do. I'm making an effort to pace myself, keep stress to a minimum and do the best I can with what I have and what I know. As precarious as life as a temp is, it comes with certain advantages, and one of those advantages is the ability to say, "Sure, I can work overtime, but you know it's gonna cost you, right?"

I'm poking along at a romance novel and I need to restructure the way I work on it since I decided that using the MARTA commute to get work done, while surprisingly productive, was too much strain on me to be worth it. They let me park for free at the office and I can get there faster in my own car, so I did that for a week and I may never go back to MARTA to get to this job unless my car can't get me there for whatever reason.

The only thing I want to say about Mod Boy right now is that I sent him an invite to the birthday party. We'll see if he shows. (It's a long damn drive from where he lives, so I'm not hanging too heavy a coat on that hook. Low expectations, high hopes, as azewewish would say.)

Today I took pleasure in plucking cherry tomatoes from one of my patio plants first thing in the morning.

Today I learned a few more nifty things about how to fill out immigration forms.