So I've returned unharmed from my train trip/anemone collecting. Thanks to flatmate duane I only had to walk back from the train station with my shovel, and I definitely found that to be a fun experience. Well, fun as in thought-provoking. I kept wondering what everyone was thinking as they walked by. I don't often walk around the business part of town during the day, but it's kind of weird. Lots of cars are still out driving around, but most people are indoors, the only people outdoors were bums like me, smokers, and lone business people in suits sitting on scruffy old benches stuffing their faces with food. What a lonely existence if you end up eating lunch outside, by yourself all dressed up in work clothes. None of them seemed to be enjoying being outdoors at all, all of them seemed intent on getting the food in their faces so that they could go back to whatever work they had sitting on their desks waiting for them. Relax people!! I'm not really one to talk, being a bit of a workaholic myself, but when I take my breaks, I relax. At least I try to relax.
So what would a girl my age be doing wandering around central wellington with a shovel? Normally? Going out to seek revenge on someone? Trying to become the "scary guy" from the original Home Alone? Just need some salt for that. Going gardening? It really must look kind of odd, I made eye contact with a lot of people cuz I was interested in the reaction (yes, i know that's a lot of thinking all because of a stupid shovel, but i was kinda bored). Most people looked at me with more interest than I usually get, but nobody really seemed that surprised. Wonder what would surprise people. What would be crazy enough to actually get them to ask me why I've got whatever it is. What would it take to open some sort of speaking communication? The guys who worked at the trains all asked me what it was for. They must get people carrying odd things on the train all the time.
In other news, the boat dive trip that my mom got me for my birthday in 2005 is causing me stress. I kept trying to book it, but didnt make it in and then the weather was crappy and I had soccer every sunday. I tried to call in a re-book it last month only to find that the company had changed hands and wasn't even called the same thing. I called and asked if they'd still honor my certificate, since it had been paid for and had no expiry date. The guy said to come in and that he should still be able to. I went in today, and I'm gonna be in trouble with my mom. Basically the guy said that it's been too long and he didn't think he could honor the full amount, he then offered me $60 off either a refresher course or the advanced diver course. Considering that the original voucher was worth $155, I think that's a bit of a rip-off, but it is still better than nothing. Now I've got to (quickly) work out what I want to do. There's no way I can actually afford to do either of those options without asking my mom for help and asking my mom for help forces me to tell her I didn't manage to get out on that dive she bugged me about for so long. I really really did want to go, but it just was never in the cards. I hate talking to my mom about this stuff. I absolutely hate when I let her down and waste her money or time or whatever. Grr. I'll work something out.
I'm rambling, should go find some work to do.
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Wow- its funny because I can totally relate to your situation of your gift from TWO years ago. Its easy to push stuff back, and once its pushed far back enough you get anxious because you found out that you waited too long. Then you don't want to ask for help from the people who can help you with your situation (out of embarassment maybe? Shame? I haven't pinpointed the emotion yet), and you procrastinate even more.
I have a report that I have been "working" on for over a year now. It causes me great anxiety. IF I allow myself to think about it.
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