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By Dana Date: 2003 Jun 17 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.17.13.38.16111]] |
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So, this is probably more like a dear diary than it is a piece of art but thoughts are thoughts. I have not had any thoughts lately that I care to write about and then it hit me...I will simply write about what is currently happening in my life. Why is it that all thoughts that I immediately need to jot down come to mind when I am in the shower? I wish I knew so that I wouldn't lose them. Anyway, I have noticed that I am very slowly becoming adjusted to this foreign town and state in which I live, although I will never call it home. Although I say I am learning to adjust, that doesn't mean that I like it any better than the day I moved here because I certainly do not. I'd move tomorrow if opportunity knocked. Until then, I will continue to send out my husband's resume and hope that someone will look past the fact that we don't live in their state and are not looking for a paid relocation. I decided to get a job because I just couldn't take one more day of sitting in this house that I can no longer bear to look at inside or out. I wasn't a stay at home mom until we moved but still wanted to be so I got an evening job as a waitress, although I've never been a waitress before. I'm enjoying my new job and have met some nice people, although they are all so much younger than me that's it's difficult. They are all talking about boyfriends and high school and where to go to college and I'm standing in the corner with my husband and children on the brain wondering if I left the stove on or turned off the coffeemaker before I left the house. I have to admit though that one of the other waitresses did make me smile the other day. She asked me where I was from and I started explaining that I'm from New Jersey and miss my family terribly. I mentioned that when they come to visit my husband and I always bring them to this restaurant because the chef is amazing. As soon as I mentioned my big Italian family she immediately remembered waiting on us although I didn't remember her. She told me that she loved the way we talked and that it reminded her of The Soprano's. I couldn't help but smile and missed my family that much more. My sister in-law just called, knowing I'm the writer that I am, to ask if I'd be willing to take a Correspondence college course for her since I'm currently not taking any classes of my own. Well the course is English Composition so, of course, I didn't mind at all. I can't get enough writing. I'm glad our relationship has moved forward. I write her papers and she watches my children so I can go to work. Although my husband and I have adjusted to this place, we look forward to a better tomorrow and the chance to move to a state in which we want to live and settle and buy a house. A house to decorate all our own with a fenced in backyard for our children to roam and a swing set to play on. Until then, the days will move slowly and I will continue to stay home with my children and go to work as a waitress in the evening, not to mention finishing up on my Psychology degree. |