It's the countdown.
Last night late at the restaurant, we leave at midnight, long after the last bus has left. This will be what it's like in September, and more and more as Christmas draws near but I can console myself, I won't be there.
Today, up at 8:00 AM, work to do on the computer, a couple of hours and I send off the changes, the rest of the day is now mine.
Blog a bit, head off to thrift shop. Nothing today. But on the walk home I stumble across an estate sale and pick up 10 white shirts, suitable for 4 weeks of waitering, for $10.00. Not so bad. Then home and nap.
Up at 6:00 PM, I need to do laundry but there's a problem with the machine, sewage has backed up into the laundry room and so this will have to be done tomorrow at the laundromat. I haven't done laundry for a month.
Then down to Kensington for dinner, they're wrapping up the "Salsa Festival", packing stalls, I settle on a Sub for dinner (better than 7/11) and go over to Higher Ground for a coffee. I need to escape the heat, it's too hot, crossing the bridge from South Calgary you can see dozens of people in dinghies, weekend Huck Finns cooling themselves in the river, I've no dinghy and seek shade.
I read the papers. FFWD, The Globe, Calgary Herald, Avenue Magazine. I never read print anymore, books, but seldom, when is there time? It's all rubbish. Avenue especially impresses me with it's ridiculously positive take on everything, glossy photos and charming non-stories on local people and businesses, it's designed to offend no one and yet still in the letter section there are notes from things people have taken offense to.
Walk home, read the flyers on the pillars scattered about Kensington, there's a play by David Mamet I'd like to see at the upcoming fringe festival - "Sexual Perversity in Chicago" - I like perversity, I like Mamet, I haven't been to Chicago but if it's got Mamet and Sexual Perversity it can't be so bad...but I'll be away on vacation.
Home, another blog post, then down to my bench by the river, watching the river, the dinghies, the sun slowly setting, it's a beautiful evening and cooling off wonderfully, make my notes but I'm a little bereft of ideas at the moment, there's 5 days left of work and much to be done before the vacation - and there's 5 days of work left to survive. Lists, need to make dentist's appointment before I leave, see dentist 1st thing when I get back. Need to work on my resume, job search, there are a hundred plans to be laid and everything is hinging on surviving work, surviving the vacation, surviving work again (but only 3 weeks worth), and then....