Vacation day three.

(I didn’t post on days one and two but here’s what happened:

Vacation. Day one. I got up early and walked down to the train station to catch the train to Duncan. My vacation plans are not too extensive, it seems. The train ride was nice with the sunny day and the trees. I like taking the train because it affords glimpses into people’s backyards. I saw two treehouses. The train also allowed for a short existential crisis re: upcoming lack of job/upcoming new job/having to leave friends at old job. The soundtrack for this was Radiohead, which was perhaps the precipitor, as it is rather gloomy music. I arrived in Duncan to just miss my dad coming to find me at the station, but then, the plan had been to meet him at Coffee on the Moon, where he usually is on a Saturday morning with chums. He found me anyway.

I was at my “Duncan home” for five minutes before off again for garage sale-ing. I got a lot of sun but no new possessions as I have little space in my apartment for new junk. There was a beautiful formica table with old-school vinyl covered chairs… but I have no room for this kind of thing yet. There was a battered old dictionary that caught my eye, but I already have a bunch of those. I was however interesting to see all the houses being built in Crofton.

After garage sale-ing, I napped. Then homemade pizza and cider for dinner. (Although technically the cider was made at a u-brew). Then watching telly with Mum. Then bed.

I’m reading “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies” on my vacation. So far I’m only impressed by its cleverness, but I’ll let you know.

Vacation, day two involved me getting up early to catch up on Coronation St. Usually when I am up early to watch Corrie I wake up during the first episode, then get up an do stuff during the remaining four. This stuff includes ironing or receiving breakfast– as was the case during my stay at the fancy hotel– or tidying of my house. Stuff I can do with Corrie in the backgorund. This Sunday however, I just watch straight through and I was a little bored by the end. 2.5 hours is a bit long to sit still. But part of this wasn’t just laziness. I’ve also been having cottonwood allergies while I’m here, and my nose is runny and eyes are itchy and so was feeling a bit gross and sitting and being entertained for a while sometimes helps this. In this case it worked along with a couple spoonfuls of Benadryl allergy meds.

After Corrie, Mum and I ate french toast and went shopping at Superstore and Wal-Mart where I got my list and nothing more. Pretty good considering these are two places where I will usually find pieces of clothing that appeal to me too much to leave behind. I avioded this, however, as much of what appealed to me were items I already own (like hippie shirts and short-sleeved blouses).

After shopping was nap time.

After my nap, which lasted longer than I expected it to, was early supper of chicken, rice and brussel sprouts. The reason for early supper was because Mum and I had a party to go to celebrating the retirement of Kim, the dance teacher. We were so early! But others quickly joined us and Kim had a big surprise. There was cake and balloons. I got to tell everyone about how I am laid off at the end of the month, but being a dance crowd they didn’t seem to care as how I acquire my money is secondary to attendance at dance class, and will I be moving back to Duncan to take dance class there instead. So great.

After the party Mum and I organized stuff for the rehearsals, then watched TV, then went to bed.)

Now back to vacation: day three. Nothing has happened because I just got up. Except I’ve had some tea and written some stuff (see above). I’m thinking about doing the task Mum had left for me to finish up.. but it’s not due until Friday.

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