|Far From the Tree|
Today what I was ready to figure out was how mornings would sound considering several people around me work regular office hours. I may never need an alarm clock since everyone else seems to get up around the time I plan to and with noise above me and from the roomies, it is plenty loud. It wasn’t so loud that I didn’t fall back asleep though, so I actually have no idea what time people actually left. Once I got up, I was feeling good and I was prepared to have a good day. I didn’t have much of a plan, but I still felt good.
I started out the day sending an email to the admissions advisor letting her know that I was in town for good and ready to meet again. We had talked about me joining a club or finding some way to be involved with the school now. I am afraid of getting lonely and with no job and a month before school starts, I have absolutely no way to meet anyone new. If I was able to join a club, I get into school and I’m able to meet people that have the same interest as me and I can connect and network with. I am also hoping to be able to get with the career services center to help find a job and also maybe use the printers and/or computers there since I have no other way to print.
I headed out to the coffee shop that was nearby. I had stopped by this store last month when I was out here looking at apartments and was impressed then. It very much reminds me of the one from home. The atmosphere is extremely similar, which makes me really comfortable. They actually pull their shots, their prices are similar and they serve a real macchiato, not a macchiato that one might buy at a big name “coffee” shop. Since I really don’t drink brewed coffee, I can’t say what the quality was, but since I like frou-frou drinks, it works amazingly for me. The only qualms I have are their lousy hours.
I didn’t need the Internet, so I was able to hang out there for as long as I wanted with just the one drink (white mocha, quite sweet, but still good). While I was there, without the Internet, I was actually able to get some work done with no distractions. So, I managed to finish my resume. Now that it is done, all I have to do is print it off and start handing it out and praying for someone to bite!
After this, I headed home and checked my email again, but still nothing from M at school. I needed to keep myself available for a meeting but I also needed to do something rather than just sit around. While making a sandwich for lunch, I got sick of how dirty the kitchen was. It was one of the first things I had noticed when I got in on Saturday, but I hadn’t done something about it yet. So after lunch I started cleaning the kitchen. Three hours later, I wasn’t completely finished, but there had been a huge improvement. This was serious cleaning, too, not just putting dirty plates in the dishwasher.
I knew that roommate S claimed she worked 9-5 and I didn’t want to be actively scrubbing when she got home and have her feel bad or anything, so I quit around then and headed to the living room to catch up on my tv (because, you know, I don’t watch enough tv… or… something… ).
After watching for awhile and making myself some supper (not chef-worthy) I was surprised that S didn’t get home until 8. I could have spent some more time in the kitchen, but, frankly, my fingers were worn to the bone.
Anyway, once she came home, she started cooking herself some dinner and was asking me questions about my day at the same time so I ditched the tv and went in and talked to her. One of the things I was wondering since I had cleaned the kitchen and filled up the dishwasher was where the soap was. She then mentioned that the dishwasher was broken… So, now I have something to do tomorrow – clean all those dirty dishes by hand.
Once her food was made, I kind of expected her to disappear but she came in and sat down at the tv with me. Being Monday, I wasn’t watching anything in particular, so after channel flipping a bit, she pulled out her delivered movie, which was a Jane Austen, and we watched it together.
It was a good movie and pleasant company and it managed to keep the homesickness away. She dozed during the movie and we watched in complete silence, but it was still social. Once done, it was a little later than previous evenings, but dad hadn’t called me. I assumed that he figured I was doing something worthwhile and didn’t want to interrupt me. That was the truth and I gave him a call. Mostly to tell him that I was doing good and find out how things were going for him. I planned for it to be a short phone call and then head to bed, but we talked for an hour. Still, it was not a sad conversation and I was able to fall right asleep afterward.
All in all, it was a decent day. Nothing really exciting happened, but I still was pretty productive. I did not go to the gym, and I did not do any job hunting but I still felt okay. I cleaned the kitchen and it was noticed and kind of indirectly complimented. I was told that it had never looked that clean before, which is a compliment, but is also kind of sad and says something about the level of cleanliness in the house.
It was a good day, if uneventful. Most of the time, those are the best days.