I just realized that I've only eaten one banana today, at about 10:30 this morning, and haven't really noticed my normal cognitive changes that come with hunger. I figure it's because my body is burning those extra couple pounds I picked up from eating pasta almost every day.
At my restuarant after we have set up, but before we open, they bring out a big bowl of pasta, and we all sit down at a table and eat together. I knew this was called family meal from other places I've worked, but this is the first time the name has had any meaning. And man, the pasta is always so good.
Anyway, I went to the library to find a manual for my phone online, but then inspected it closer with a flashlight. The insulation is peeling away from the cable that connects the screen to the body and rolls out when I slide open the keyboard. My phone is shorting out in the closed position. Can't afford to fix it yet, but soon, and I won't waste any more money on batteries.
I came back home and found my friend seriously upset. She still wasn't eating or drinking, and I called my cousin, the doctor (classic line, except I think it is my daughter or son, the doctor). By the time I was able to reach her, my friend had started drinking, was able to walk, and was pretty alert with clear speach. I thought before that I might have to call for paramedics. It was very reassuring to talk to my cousin, the doctor, and learn that my friend probably was going to be okay.
Still, I spent the rest of the day nursing her as she needed. Her "husband" came by a little while ago. I'm having some difficulty accepting this guy, but I recognize that I dont know everything. Just because I would kick the guy out of my life faster than you can say divorce doesn't mean that is what my friend should do. I only know what I can see, and I can't see everything. Clearly the situation was tense though, and I learned that my friend's blow up Sunday was directed at him, with the main thrust being leave me alone, so I stayed until he left.
Now I'm having a happy hour beer on an empty stomach. I decided to eat afterwards to maximize the effects of the beer. More buzz for my buck. And because I still wasn't really hungry and I've been getting fat again. OMG!
Well, be careful what you wish for. My short period of anxiety because everything was going so well is over. Even though my job is going great, my friend may go back to Paris at the end of the month so I might lose my most comfortable bivouac. I really like my living space at the moment, but I don't think I'm too attached to it. If she leaves and I have to move, I may go through a short period of discomfort, but I am certain I will be taken care of. God is moving me where he wants me, and if I have to leave, it just means this assignment is over.
I really like being with my friend and her family. I like playing with the puppy. And I'm sure there will be a new assignment quickly if this one ends. There are a lot of potential problems with me leaving this spot, but there's not much to be gained by going over them.
So I still expect to leave in four days, though I was wondering this morning. Still really looking forward to it, and am hoping to make enough money before then to have a key made for my truck. There will be only three days before the end of the month when I return, and if she leaves, I want to be able to leave too. I will.
I think a lot about the couple people who I know read this blog pretty regularly who aren't my parents. It must get kind of boring sometimes. Nothing much is moving right now, until recently, I mean. My boat is really nowhere in sight, but getting caught up on my bills is. How exciting. Is it weird to think my life is boring? Has to be a statement about human nature in there somewhere.
I'm running out of stuff to say tonight. I'm thinking about some food, and picking up some limes for my friend because she won't drink water, but she will drink limeade. That's not really so unusual, I had to get used to drinking a lot of plain water, but it is just so good for you.
The sign on the mirror is at the public library. There really are a lot of homeless people here. The city has to be one of few in the US with the problems that creates.
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