Avid Reading

The quenching process of reading an amazing book in less than 24 hours is much like a seriously parched person downing a quarter gallon of clean iced water. It's only sensible to continue.

Thunder is Normal for Springtime

A thunderstorm this morning feels like a relief after the winter we've had. It's so strange that I have to keep reminding myself that it's spring after a few weeks of nice weather. It's as if the winter has scarred me somehow.

If there had been more snow, the harsh temperatures would have some purpose in my mind.

Freezing cold like that without snow is like a record breaking summer with low air quality days without the reprieve of rain.

I'm back on my old schedule, and it feels fucking fantastic.

The thunder is getting louder.

I'm about to make pancakes and coffee. Seth is home form work because of my doctors appointment. I need to have my right elbow checked out. It's hurt for months, and has gotten worse instead of better.

••• Old Schedule •••

 Man, oh man.
Am I happy that someone changed me back to my old schedule this week? Hell yes!

 I didn't know until yesterday during break, while quickly checking to see if I had more than two days off.  When I found out that I'm off today and tomorrow, I was absolutely elated!

I've been on the new schedule for two weeks, and have yet to adjust. (see previous entry)

I'm thinking I'll speak to my boss.
She had asked if I'd mind having two consecutive days off, but on other days than Mon. & Tue., and being the agreeable fool that I am, I agreed.

But, now I'm not so sure.

Whatever happens, I am relishing my time off today and tomorrow.

The evening sky mirrored my happiness. 

Dreams & Hazelnut Coffee

Last night, I dreamt that Nanny's back went out, and she was bed-ridden. Everyone came back to VA to help her. Even dad from Florida.
It was a pitiful sight to see her unable to move.
Then, my husband was wanting to use a wooden fold away table with gold embossing to read his iPad, but the thing kept sliding down and wouldn't stay propped up. (As it slid down, it became Alice-in-Wonderland small, then became regular size when brought back up.)
Apparently this was right around the time Nanny made a miraculous recovery, and she came to see what he was doing.
She fixed it straight away.

My husband dreamed that he was climbing on the inside of a tree. There were some kids around when he reached the top, and his grandpa scolded him about being a bad influence. Also, he was looking for me, and couldn't find me. He ended up sitting next to someone he thought was me, then got up to search more when he realized it wasn't.

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I'm nearly finished with Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar, and downloaded Ariel last night for when I am finished. I love her writing.

Air plants in Florida. They cost so much $ here, but they grow freely there.
I took some home, and want to get glass containers so I can give them as gifts.

Working today. Wish I still had my Mondays and Tuesdays off.
-_-
One good thing is we made goal yesterday, and they gave us all jean stickers, so I'm wearing jeans today.
Another good thing is I got a pack of whole bean hazelnut and vanilla coffee from Cub Foods yesterday, and it is delicious.
A third good thing is the St. John's Wort is working really well, so I picked up two bottles which were buy one get one free, and now have plenty in stock. 

I'm glad I'm taking SJW, because I'm not sure if I'd be able to read so much Plath otherwise. It is a bit depressing, but more than that, I find her writing to have they type of flow that I get lost in.

S.J.W & Dreams

Spring break is over. We went to Florida to visit my husband's grandparents. The day after we came back, N. had an appointment to get contacts. That was his birthday gift. He is over the moon about not having to wear glasses.
I am dumbfounded. How the hell do I have a seventeen year old child?!?

My days off have changed from Mon. & Tue. to Thur. & Fri. Kind of sucks because we leave a half an hour early on Fridays, so I'm now missing out on that Plus it was nice to be off after having to close Sunday nights.

Taking St. John's Wort is helping a lot. I normally take two pills a day with my food while I'm at work. Then, somehow I always forget about taking them on my days off.. which is a big reason I get so damned depressed when I'm off. I had been rationalizing that I was down about having to return to work, but honestly, my job ain't so bad.

Somehow I'd never put two and two together, but I took the capsules yesterday and today and am feeling alright.
Let me say that I am a lover of dreams. And, the dreams are vivid on SJW, and I love that aspect.

I've dreamt of Granny once. She had a pillow of air between her chest and throat which helped her remain afloat in the lake we were swimming in. She was with Larry, her husband. Then we were alone walking along a trail. (A somewhat strange image since she hasn't walked that freely for years.) 
She was explaining she had some land she wanted me to have.

I've had two dreams about D. The first dream was telling me it was indeed my second dream that I'd had of her, but I realized when I woke up that my dreams are fucked up, and that it was in fact my first dream starring her.
I can't really remember the rest of the dream, but the second one was essentially me following her around Irongate in Manassas, VA. It was around dusk or dawn, and resembled our relationship pretty well.

I dreamt of our new store manager. Todd. I was in 'my' apartment, which was a space I've never actually been to. I was surrounded by 'thugs'. About 10 of them, and they were my friends. Maybe six of them were helping me tidy up the place when I got a call saying that Todd, in my dream he was the owner of the apartment complex, was about to come over for supper. Well, I freaked out because the place was not yet clean. The rest of the guys started to help.. but I wasn't so much worried about the apartment being spotless as I was about having 'thugs' hanging out in my place when Todd got there.

Update on reading•
I just started reading The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. And, after the first chapter, I must say that Doreen is reminding me of D. with her light hair, blue eyes, intuitiveness & demeanor. I could imagine D. dressed in all white, illuminated by the neon lights in the bar.

My engagement ring chipped. :/ So, I am ringless.