Have decided that my new goal in life is to see the date on my watch change. You know the little box with the date in it that's on many watches, usually where the "three o'clock" mark is? I've decided to watch it next time midnight comes around, just to see how exactly the little fucker works. I mean, I know I can change it manually, but I somehow get the impression that it's different when you do it yourself, and when the watch does it by itself.
Duh, Helena.
(It's Labor Day, or, well... the day after Labor Day, as midnight just rolled around -- and of course, I wasn't looking at my watch at precisely the right moment to witness the date change... It's Labor Day and it's the first day off of work I've had in roughly three weeks. I'm REALLY at a loss lately to find something to occupy my time when I'm not working. That needs to end, because, even though I love working, and I'm really sort of addicted to working, I like to have SOME semblance of interesting conversation when I talk to people I don't work with... It gets dull rather quickly when you're talking to a non-work-related friend and the best conversation you can come up with is, "we had the BEST soup today at work... It had lots of onions in it, and carrots, and a vegetable base..." I really need to get a life... Or rather, to remember what the outside world is really like...)
Labor Day. A day of rest. A day of honoring the working men and women of this country. Like me. That's why I like Labor Day a lot more than say, Memorial Day. Labor Day is for ME.
I didn't know what to do with myself all day... I fidgeted. I called Peter. Peter wasn't home. I took a bath. I played with my bird. I paced. I read. I paced.
I made a phone call and went out on what I think -- maybe -- was a date...
*grin*
I have never had so much fun talking to somebody and giggling about sour apple bubble gum and carnivals.
I've also not been kissed in public in a ridiculously long time. It was refreshing. It was also very, very sweet. I felt sort of awkward, like I was 16 and not quite exactly sure what to do; like maybe I was supposed to pass a note that said, "do you like me, yes or no, circle one." I haven't felt like that in a long time, and it was a good, good feeling. I'm so happy that the evening ended that way. Kind of warm and innocent and sweet.
I'm going to end this entry right here and go to bed. I don't want any of it to wear off.
~H*