"There is No Place as Rotten..."

Yesterday absolutely dreadful and subsequently did not exist. Do not want to talk about it. Waen says Mum is looking for a psychiatrist.

To-day not looking so good either. Shall have news to-night, at any rate. snowyofthenight, I am taking a camera to the art class with me, and I shall see about taking photographs of the portraits. I love you.

Woe.

"And We Can Face the Music Together..."

Things starting to improve a bit. May make it to-day after all. Am concentrating on modelling and Chinese food at six. Will not think about work and WW.

Wish that it was not just me on my own at work. That would make things so much better. I worry about boring Them or not being able to do enough because I need to do everything. I wish there was somebody to help. >_>

*wants Rebecca to come back from Brazil!*

I'm going to be okay. I shall just take deep breaths, try not to count minutes, and think about six o'clock and Chinese food. ^_^ Concentrate. Concentrate.

Good.

"And What is More, They Win the War...!"

Lost 1.0 pound(s). I have 5.4 to go. I have until my birthday. It will be fine.

Chinese food tends to brighten one's outlook on everything, however.

OMG. SNOWY. I wrote 'remember camera' on my hand; I made everyone know that I needed to remember the camera; I made sure it was in the car; and then I forgot it when I went in. >_< Luckily, they want me back next week to complete the four-hour session, so I can take photographs of the finished portraits (the art instructor confirmed the okayness of doing this). I just can't believe I forgot the camera completely right there at the end, gahhh.

But it was really really fun?

Waen and I made asiago cheese bread when we got home, and ate some with slices of apple, and it was the mostest fantabulous thing everliness.

Rebecca was at work to-day! Evidently she is not in Brazil yet, but in several weeks! It's just been that Teena (the old assistant activities director) was Let Go, so we've been very short on staff lately, and she's had to go all the days I'm not here. Well, of course, with Rebecca everything went beautifully. I love her. She is so wonderful and amazing and sweet, and she also remembered that I like carrots loads, and saved me hers from lunch because she gets really super-tasty ones and she doesn't like them very much. And everything went well.

'Cept Alberta got furious at me for turning off the radio to do the 16:15 activity, which it will be remembered is the primary one which I run.

Among the things she said were, (and I pick the choisest of a choice collection) "I hate to tell you this, but you're a pain in the ass"; "you're a little bitch who doesn't even know how to dance, and I don't know what you think you were doing dancing at two" (I dance for the residents because I always wear long flowly skirts to work, and some of them like watching and get a sensory stimulation); and "you don't even work here! What right do you have to do anything?".

This used to make me cry. To-day I just told her that it's my job and I can't do my activity with the radio on; and then I carried on and did it (she left).

I felt brave.

And it's going to snow to-morrow, they say. There was a halo around the full moon.