Rain, Joy, and Cherry Blossoms
Apr. 7th, 2008 05:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormOn the 25 home today I was standing there, arms full of groceries and a book, packed in and steaming in muddy rain gear and several layers of long underwear and polar fleece. I had my first day of actually laying a wall today, and the thing to know about rockwork is this: you're always holding something heavy, either a 20-50 lb rock or a bucket of sand (which I can just barely lift). Essentially it was 5.5 hours of lifting weights: I'm so so happy, but so so tired, and I was fantasising about a warm bath all through the mud and rain and planting the bloody rocks in puddles with soaking-wet gloves. Tomorrow will be a full 8 hours, btw.
I turned around, bus super-crowded, and I got this body-shock. Every nerve in me left up and moved a little bit over and I was fully awake. My first conscious thought was: it can't be snowing, it's not that cold. Then my brain caught up with the sweep of pale pink dancing past the bus, all along the side and the front out into the street. I have never seen beauty that affected me more. The bus was silent for a minute and then everyone started speaking quietly: in the first second I heard at least five different voices say cherry blossoms.
My boots stayed dry inside all day. I got home and Bob offered to make me dinner in exchange for my provision of half the veggies. I got stuff for rats at the grocery store on the way home so I don't need to skytrain out to New West tonight. I received an email response from one of my househunting quick-bio feelers that said merely: "I have just the place for you, call me" with a phone number-- from someone right by work. My raingear is in the wash. I have stimulating conversation partners. I can conceive of getting laid by someone other than Angus, however remotely, without feeling completely disgusting. I will be snuggled tonight. I realised I have one more paycheck before May 1st than I thought I would. So I'll still have to be frugal but I won't have to scramble.
So, yeah. S'all good. Last night was a little rough, but not super-rough. I can definitely see the patterns where if I don't work hard physically I start to slip. This week I'm workin hard. :D
I turned around, bus super-crowded, and I got this body-shock. Every nerve in me left up and moved a little bit over and I was fully awake. My first conscious thought was: it can't be snowing, it's not that cold. Then my brain caught up with the sweep of pale pink dancing past the bus, all along the side and the front out into the street. I have never seen beauty that affected me more. The bus was silent for a minute and then everyone started speaking quietly: in the first second I heard at least five different voices say cherry blossoms.
My boots stayed dry inside all day. I got home and Bob offered to make me dinner in exchange for my provision of half the veggies. I got stuff for rats at the grocery store on the way home so I don't need to skytrain out to New West tonight. I received an email response from one of my househunting quick-bio feelers that said merely: "I have just the place for you, call me" with a phone number-- from someone right by work. My raingear is in the wash. I have stimulating conversation partners. I can conceive of getting laid by someone other than Angus, however remotely, without feeling completely disgusting. I will be snuggled tonight. I realised I have one more paycheck before May 1st than I thought I would. So I'll still have to be frugal but I won't have to scramble.
So, yeah. S'all good. Last night was a little rough, but not super-rough. I can definitely see the patterns where if I don't work hard physically I start to slip. This week I'm workin hard. :D
They don"t grow so well in Scotland, too delicate, I guess
Date: 2008-04-08 01:41 am (UTC)- Edward Gibbon