I'm from Venus, they are from Mars
Well I just got a PM from Asha asking when I'd blog again? My company left yesterday. Whew! It was a long two weeks. All I'll say is a compassionate kind caregiver I'm not or waitress, busboy or significant other either. I know I am destined to be single, live alone, do things my way. Can't teach this old dog new tricks.
I've become set in my ways having this apartment. I can't function if things are moved or not put back in their place. I learned quite a bit these past two weeks.
I know I am an alien species when it comes to the male gender. Hell I almost purr with arrogance and superority. Not only as a female but as a survivor too. Well we all knew I was flawed and had been working on quite a few things since I seperated from the spouse. Let's just say I still have work to do. The yahoo personals subscription has been cancelled. The thought of another guy entering my life is completely distasteful to me these days.
To change the subject, the weather is beautiful here. I start helping out my friend Jim at his farm market saturday and sunday,9-6. I told him I'd work for free. Take the pressure off from having to perform at more then 100 percent. We'll see how it goes. It is a pretty physical job. My biggest challenge will be figuring out how to remove the inserted plastic bags filled with apples from the 1/2 bushel and full bushel baskets. Guess the customers will help out. Petey will never forgive me when I leave him home alone all day two days in a row. All magazines will be shredded and all wastebaskets will have their contents spread all over the apartment.
I guess it is another new chapter in the world according to Pam
Pam
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