country life.....
There’s something to be said about country living. When you can get up and go to the local shopping centre after not brushing your hair still wearing something that resembles exactly what you wore to bed and still fit in. Where pastle pink and baby blue woollen knits are always in fashion and can’t forget the kids pushing prams with their kids in them.
The country’s nice for a little while but unless you go to the big smoke I can see how the olds can loose touch with realality.
I guess why a lot of people come hear to retire.
I’ve been playing my guitar, writing, sleeping, playing with the dogs, feeding/brushing horses and waiting for Wednesday to come so I can get another job.
I have an interview tomorrow with the new owners from my old work.
To start with I had it in my mind what I want – being pay and hours.
One late night, no Sundays, work till 2 pm on Saturday and have Mondays off.
This was going to be my plan but now bills have started to come in at home it looks like I’m taking it, like it or not.
It’s not forever just so I can get something else. I have to keep reminding myself that. It’s just for now.
I spoke to Steelo the other night. I had been thinking about how he was getting on,
I don’t know, By ringing and taking an interest in what he does, am I giving out the wrong impression?
S: “You should come up hear sometime…”
Me: “Nah, I have to find a job and stay hear for awhile”
“I’m coming back for a few days at the end of April”
“Are you, We’ll catch up”
I’m not out to lead on ANYONE. Honestly, I’m not like that.
I haven’t got anyone in mind at the moment. It’s weird. Usually at least when I use to daydream when I was board at work and had nothing to do I’d think about a certain person.
Now there is no certain person. I’m like it that way for now.
I’m pretty confident that I’m getting this job tomorrow. I soooo want to get out of hairdressing. If I could work in a salon that only cut guys hair and did colour I’d be happy – for now.
I like doing that.
I’d like to check out Real Estate, at least it’s different and I think I’d like it.
The country’s nice for a little while but unless you go to the big smoke I can see how the olds can loose touch with realality.
I guess why a lot of people come hear to retire.
I’ve been playing my guitar, writing, sleeping, playing with the dogs, feeding/brushing horses and waiting for Wednesday to come so I can get another job.
I have an interview tomorrow with the new owners from my old work.
To start with I had it in my mind what I want – being pay and hours.
One late night, no Sundays, work till 2 pm on Saturday and have Mondays off.
This was going to be my plan but now bills have started to come in at home it looks like I’m taking it, like it or not.
It’s not forever just so I can get something else. I have to keep reminding myself that. It’s just for now.
I spoke to Steelo the other night. I had been thinking about how he was getting on,
I don’t know, By ringing and taking an interest in what he does, am I giving out the wrong impression?
S: “You should come up hear sometime…”
Me: “Nah, I have to find a job and stay hear for awhile”
“I’m coming back for a few days at the end of April”
“Are you, We’ll catch up”
I’m not out to lead on ANYONE. Honestly, I’m not like that.
I haven’t got anyone in mind at the moment. It’s weird. Usually at least when I use to daydream when I was board at work and had nothing to do I’d think about a certain person.
Now there is no certain person. I’m like it that way for now.
I’m pretty confident that I’m getting this job tomorrow. I soooo want to get out of hairdressing. If I could work in a salon that only cut guys hair and did colour I’d be happy – for now.
I like doing that.
I’d like to check out Real Estate, at least it’s different and I think I’d like it.
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