Maybe it's me?

Lately I feel like I have a 'kick me' sign on my back, for no reason.  I keep trying to think of the kind of karma/mojo/juju that I've been putting out there and honestly, I don't understand. 

I'm trying to keep my honest thoughts to myself.  I'm trying to be silent, like mother always says, 'If you don't have anything nice to say...'  I've been listening but only soliciting my advice when specifically asked.  

I don't know what's going on.  But I'm honestly to the point of distancing myself from these 'kicking offenders' as I see it to be a form of poisonous friendship.

So now that I've gotten that off my chest, here's what I've been up to!

Not much, lol.  

I have a job interview tomorrow (YEA!!) and I'm hoping I kick butt and take names.  Because I'm really starting to get brain mush.  I've taken to gardening.  As cheaply as I can.  I'm wrangling in the fast food and I bought a bike today (WEEEE!!!) so the weight should start dropping soon.  I'm reveling(?) in the fresh air and nature.  I'm hanging out with friends and hope to make some new ones once I get the job thing lined up.  And I'm hoping that the chance encounter with a man shows up in there somewhere too. ;)

I hope everyone is doing good!

Friday

It's gorgeous out today.  I should be biking.  I haven't found a bike yet, but honestly, if I had one, I'm not really feeling that well to bike.  Nothing major, just having an 'icky' day today.

My apartment is almost finished I feel like.  A few more things to tuck away and a final 'after set-up' cleaning and I'll be ready to take some pictures and maybe a video to show everyone. 

The work hunt has been slow and so far, uneventful.  I've applied to several places.  Just waiting to hear something back from any of them.  Who knows...I may just end up back at the fish house.

I have less than a week until I get to see my family and squeeze the heck out of my niece.  I miss her.  It's only a smidge easier since Oregon is so far removed from my life in Florida.  The circles don't over-lap.  Not sure if that makes sense or not.  

Sasha is loving that I'm home all the time.  Even now she's sitting out on the patio, watching the world go by.  She'll still be able to stay in the big house when I finally go to work, but she's getting to experience sheer freedom now and I always feel guilty when I have to leave her at home.  She is my perpetual toddler in a dog's body.  

Other than that, not too much is going on.  I'm walking a tight line of watching my money but not being too miserly that I miss out on life.  I'll be so glad when I have a steady income again.

Hope all is well with everyone. :)