It's Monday!

That's when everybody goes back to work except for people who doesn't have job (like me) or off on Monday. I spotted a bumper sticker of a website of certain company. As I check that out, I notice most highest percent of need are 3rd shift work. Well, since I’ve been up late at night, might as well go ahead and apply for that. Huh?

Mmmm, I wonder what is better way to get my foot at the door to get the job.

Off subject:

My parents are doing good and my Reese is sweet as ever. My mom’s cat is rascal, which is his usual. I’m doing good, too. I admit that I am a little bit bored but I manage to keep thing cleaning and organize around my bedrooms. I still have few more boxes in the garage. I hope by this Fall when it is cooler, I will be able to get more boxes and start to clean things out of what I don’t need. Taking those boxes everywhere and don’t know what’s in it. Haha. Well, moving so much, you just learn not to unpack everything and knowing that there is a chance to move again. Once we moved, we just take those boxes with us. LOL. I know it’s funny and never done anything with it and doesn’t know what’s in it, either. I think it is best for me to throw away and not look in it. But there is a chance that I might want to sell those for the other people might like to have or need them more than I do.

Oh lucky for me, the new show of Stargate did came on couple weeks ago and I’ve been watching 2 Friday nights of new episodes. I’m glad that it’s start early. Something to watch this summer because there isn’t anything else to watch unless a good movie comes on.

Speaking of movies, I did watch broken trail, it’s about Chinese women who being shipped from China to America as prostitution in 1800’s. Now that’s a good and interesting movie. I didn’t know about that part. Also, I’ve been watch some good Hallmark movies, too. Here’s another good movie called “The Staircase” a mysterious young man show up to help build the stairs since the small church forgotten the stairs. It’s good one! And based true story happen in New Mexico. That’s all I can think of.

Well, there’s a talk of possible not going to Gregoria, again. Can ya believe that? My parents always keep changing their minds. Or isn’t really my dad? I dunno. But I do know, like I said last time, wait and see if this really going to happen. One of my pet peeves (usually from my dad), we waited a last minutes to go. We do not have time to pack of what we needed, we just packed and go.

Oh yeah, other pet peeves of mine was dad said the airport is 8:30am but really it’s 7:30am. We were LATE but LAST ones to get in the plane. Geez, can ya believe that? I remember I was at the security line, and security kept telling me don’t do this, don’t touch this and that. Well, geez what am I suppose to do? Just stand there? So, I stood there and wait for command. The security guy come up to me and ask me which one is your suitcase (a small one)? I pointed. He picked it up and takes it with him. He use his head to gesture me to follow him. I already told him that I’m deaf but able to lip-read pretty good. There are so many people bumping around and hurry to leave. I just wait calmly and sit in the chair as other security woman come up to me to test to see if I have any metal or bomb around me. Meanwhile the security guy uses the cloth to rub around inside the suitcase. There’s a chemical in my suitcase. The security said that it is usually if you spill perfume or shampoo in there. Since the bomb is usually from the chemical. I remembered that I did spill shampoo in there and I thought I clean that up good. So, he has to unpack my stuff out of the suitcase. I admit it is soooo embarrassing all my personal things are in there. However, I manage to keep my cool (knowing that we are late for the plane, too). That security guy is taking ALL his time to unpack my stuff out of the suitcase one by one. He kept saying that he’s sorry that he had to do this. I told him, “Don’t worry about it, just take all the time you need. I can wait.”

He seemed to be a little bit surprised, “You do understand why I’m doing this, don’t you?”

I was puzzle by that OF COURSE I do understand that is his job and a job to protect our country, “Yeah, I do.” I looked at the time; it is right on the nose of 8:30am. Well, I reminded myself that it isn’t my fault nor the security guy. I know it’s my dad’s fault because he kept doing that all the time one hour late. He does not able to get the right time. Anyway, he tried to pack my stuff SLOWLY but he didn’t get it right.

I asked him, “May I pack my stuff?” He said, “Oh sure!” Gratefully, I packed the way I know where it should be as I always did to make my stuff FIT in the small suitcase.

I make sure, “Am I able to go?”

He said, “Yes and thank you. Hope that you have a good trip.”

Boy! Was I glad that part is over? “Yeah, Thanks!” My parents and I took off quickly as possible and get in the plane. Well, I’m glad that was quick and not sitting around a long time for the plane. We don’t have to take turns and waiting in the line, either. I admit that it is kind of nice but it’s a risk the possibility of missing a plane.

Hope that ya enjoy my story.

Quote of the day: "Where there is love there is life." Mahatma Gandhi