Last weekend was pretty eventful, starting with Friday when I had an interview for a part time position with my school. The position is basically doing producer-like stuff within the Acting department of the school. The people I would work with seem cool, and it seems like it wouldn't just be mindless drone work. That said, I would definitely make it a priority to not be there forever as I feel it could be a long term trap of sorts. But I can't take not working anymore, so whatever comes along I'm going to assume it is from God and that there is a purpose for it. I haven't heard back from them yet, but hopefully soon. It would definitely be nice to have extra cash flow and places to go.
Friday night I ventured out and went to a Singles Ministry meeting at my church. Now, the notice in the announcements said for ages 29 and over. Great...so I was going with the intent of maybe making some new friends in my age bracket. Well, when I got there, I was probably the youngest one. I guess this particular night was different since it was the first gathering of the new year. The director of the group got up, prayed, said some stuff about herself, prayed again and then said "there's food in the back, go mingle." So, I did...and met some nice people, though all of them are in their 50-60 and beyond. On of the coordinators asked me, "So how old are you?" I told her and she was like, oh you're still young. Well, it wasn't what I was expecting, but it was a step out of my comfort zone.
Saturday I did some writing in the morning because the afternoon was going to be full. I joined Delaware and her friends (though they count me as their friend as well...I just know them through her and they collectively hang out more than I do) to an Improv show of one of the guys in the group. It was entertaining and a fun outing. Afterwards, the girls went to a neighboring restaurant and we had lunch and good chats. Now, they were all RAVING about this place...the name of it is not important, but they basically are known for their rotisserie chicken and dipping sauces. Um, it was ok...nothing overly fantastic in my book...but then again, I'm from the south and our tastes are a bit different.
After lunch the group broke down from about 10 to 4 and we went and hung out at one girl's apartment, then we went to another girl's apartment, then we went out to a lounge/bar/club. It was pretty nice as we got to sit outside around a fire pit, and it wasn't terribly crowded. One of the girls and I were talking and through a series of events and questions (as always) she found about me and Erika and Daddy and Shannon. Had I not told her to hold it together, she would've have cried...but we were hanging out having a good time, and so I wanted to keep it that way.
Sunday morning proved a bit hard for me to wake up and go to 9:00am service, so I slept in and went to the 11:00 instead. I do like the option of having a later service to go to, but I still like the earlier service. Though, unlike other second services I've been to, this one was the same length as the first service. Later, I washed the car, did a bit of window shopping, went to the park and attempted some work...it was a good day.
Monday...writing, Writing, and more WRITING. It was a day full of writing and it was productive. The past few days I have been better at writing and I hope and pray it continues. I mean, if one day I'm going to get paid for sitting around writing TV episodes and getting assignments to 'ghost write' or do re-writes, or am commissioned to develop and write other's stories...not to mention my own work...then days like yesterday have to be in abundance and even improve a zillion percent. One step at a time though. I press on...
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