Happy Earth Day!

Happy Earth Day everyone! I’m not going to be planting a tree today (I know, that’s Arbor Day, but planting a tree is good for the earth), but I am going to be working outside pruning trees. Does that count? Well, I think about the earth every day, and try to do my part to conserve, so I won’t feel guilty about not planting a new tree.

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(Old Sugar Maple trees at the South Onondaga Cemetery in Onondaga Co., NY)

Thank you once again for all of your thoughtfulness and concern. I am sooo far behind on my emails and letter writing it isn’t funny. I will try to catch up as I can.

I don’t know if I told you, but when I got back from AZ I was supposed to start a new job (on April 2). Well, Dad had other plans so I delayed it to April 9. Again, Dad had other plans, so I finally was able to start April 16th. So I’m working on a computer all day long from 7 to 3 (loving those hours!) and Friday around 2 I’m all excited, with one hour to go ’til the weekend. Then the manager comes around. “Are you working tomorrow? ” she asks. Hell NO! But I said I could work from 7 to 11. “Well,” she says, “we’re on mandatory 8 hours OT a week.” WTF. DO YOU THINK YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME THIS ON MONDAY? I wanted to scream, but I didn’t. I calmly told her I would start that next week. She said okay, but I’m sure she wanted me to work 8 hours on Sat. So now, I’ll be going in at 5 and working til 3. I love getting out when the sun is shining brightly, so I’ll drag my butt out of bed at 3:45 (argh!) and drag it into work to start at 5:00. Hopefully she’ll be cool with 10 hours of OT a week. And hey, the money won’t be bad either.

So anyways, working on the computer all day long really makes me NOT want to look at my computer at night. So it’s going to be tough to blog everyday. But I will when my eyeballs can take it! And I’m not working on the weekend again. I need those two days to recharge for the next week.

Oh, and I dreamt about my Dad last night. We were sitting in an auditorium, I went to hold his hand and usually he would hold mine back tight, but he left it straight. And they needed help folding tables and chairs and he didn’t help (he normally would). And some guy talked to him so he answered him back, but when I talked to him he didn’t answer. My Mom said when she dreams about her Mom she is the opposite of what she was in life, just like I dreamt about my Dad. I really think the human mind is very intriguing. She said it was very soon for me to dream about my Dad, that it usually takes quite a while for a child to dream about a parent who has passed away.

So back to Earth Day, what are you doing for Earth Day?