So I've been back in SLC for a little less than a month.
Honestly, I've been a little depressed. It's mainly due to the stress of finances, living, and overall familial concern. I stress myself out over things that I cannot control, it's a terrible thing I do, and something I am constantly trying not to fall into.
But I am working at the Gap for the summer. I promised myself after working there this Christmas that I would not return...but lo and behold circumstances change and beggers cannot be choosers. Right now I am just thankful to have a job with everything that is going on. I do really like some of the people that I work with and my old friends there. It's also nice to be able to help people even if it is just to help someone find some jeans they feel confident in. Geeky, yes, I know.
I am enjoying the time that I am spending with my sister and parents. I love getting a drink with them at the gas station after work or on the weekend. It's kind of a summer night tradition.
I am also going to help my dad fix up a rental house on the avenues. The last tenants trashed the place. There is drywalling, painting, floor refinishing, tiling, and all sorts of other things to be done. It needs to get rented asap.
I have had a couple dreams lately about some previous crushes and it has really pissed me off. I don't like having feelings that I have put to bed a long time ago, tugged on. It is really really frustrating. So that's been annoying.
Ummmm let's see...AHMO&C are moving to New York in a coupld of days. I am very excited and happy for them because this is what they have wanted pretty much ever since they left New York. It's a good place to visit but I could not live there for a long period of time. I love grass and trees and open space. Ideally I would love to have a house where I would not be able to see my neighbors, either by space or by foliage. That would be nice.
I love school. I still love school. I still love it even more. I cannot believe how blessed I am to have found what I truly love doing and having the opportunities to fulfill my dreams. It is still hard for me to believe that I am starting my third year of graduate school. I just keep on praying that I can find a good job when I graduate.
Oh I watched PS I Love You tonight with Adrianne and Dina, holy crap is that a sob story. I don't think I have cried that much in a movie EVER. It was horrible. Gerard Butler was suprisingly hot in that movie. Harry Connick Jr. was not. And I loved Hillary Swank's wardrobe! I would love to wear cute dresses, jackets, and high heels like her character. Oh someday.
After I got off of work on the 4th of July I hung out with Dina for a bit before she and Andrew left for a party. Then made dinner for my dad and I, nothing fancy...teriyaki bbq grilled chicken sandwhiches, potato wedges, and broccoli. Then I burned a hole in my favorite shirt while I was shooting off bottle rockets from the roof with my dad. It was very upsetting. After my Dad was done blowing up his stuff we went to the store and got stuff to make sundaes. I love spending time with my dad, he is a total nut job and makes me laugh all the time.
This last week I processed some trays of honeycomb that my dad pulled out from his hive in the backyard. (yeah, I know) It was actually really cool. I did the "crush and strain" method and got about 5 quarts of raw honey. We bottled it and now have 5 quarts of raw honey sitting on the counter. I am going to find some cheese-cloth and strain 1 of the quarts to further process the honey, just for fun.
Well, I'm done writing nonsene for tonight.
If for some wierd reason someone is still reading this....thanks and love you all.
-cassie
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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1 comments:
I am still reading! I hope you keep up your blog once you move back to Miz. I thinkl it is a great way to keep me updated! :)
I loved seeing you the other day; I wish we could have spent more time. You are wonderful and beautiful and I love your meandering thoughts.
PS--I watched PS I Love You and I'm so glad you bawled too!
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