Work is work

I have been working hard but hardly working. Last week I worked Wednesday then had a Miners safety refresher course Thursday. The refresher course was eight hours long. Every year it is eight hours long and every year it is exactly the same. Except maybe a difference in the way they want us to do CPR. It was educational though.

Friday Monarch (the paving company we lease to) didn't have any work for me. I changed some shocks on my drop axle and washed my truck.
Monday no work. Tuesday and Wednesday I worked about two miles from home. Thursday I went back up north and spent a lot of money on fuel (we had to haul both ways so I was never empty). Yesterday was a short day. I got off work around one and started working on my mother's garden. My brother got about thirteen yards of black dirt and I had to shovel most of it. I almost finished last night. Around 8:30 I gave up, took a shower and went to bed. I want to finish it before it rains tomorrow.

I'm not sure what I am going to do with the rest of my weekend. Maybe some more landscaping at my folks place. Maybe go fishing. Maybe go shop around for motorcycles. I have a phone number that I am supposed to call if I want to do something sometime. I am not sure if she is going to get a call this weekend. We'll see I guess.

Back to work

Tomorrow will be my first day back in my dump truck. It is already the middle of May but I have to admit that this season started earlier than I expected. I have to work east of Hayward which is about an hour and a half away.
I am trying so hard to make the best of this. I am already counting the days I have left. I don't even know how many days are left in my season but I am counting.

Ok, I'm done bitching. My plans are to work most of the summer, save money, maybe travel to Africa, save some more money, and sell my business. After I sell I am not completely sure where I will end up. I thought I wanted to go to school in Manassas, VA, but my trip to Brazil may have changed things. For the last five or more years I have thought about teaching english down there. This last trip I talked to a few people and started giving some serious thought about it.

If I live down there I will have the experience of a lifetime. The culture, my friends, the women, everything is very nice. But I won't be able to further myself here in the U.S.. My home.
So part of me wants to have one more big adventure before I settle down, and another part of me thinks now is the best time to do something with my life. I have waited a long time to move on from where I am now.
I'm not worried about it now. I have friends who have tried to teach me patience and I think it is finally working.
We'll see how it turns out.

Mrs. Piggle Wiggle

Today I went with my niece Sydnie on a field trip. I volunteered to chaperone Sydnie and her classmate Andrea. We went to the Childrens Theatre Company to watch a production of The Magic Mrs. Piggle Wiggle. I know the name seems pretty goofy but I was unexpectedly entertained. The show was really fun. The kids loved it too.
I don't get to spend a lot of one on one with Sydnie so it was nice to spend time with her. After the play we went to Como Park and ate lunch. After lunch the girls went to play with the other kids on the playground. I enjoyed seeing my niece in her element at school.
Also, I found out that Sydnie's class is doing projects of a country of their choice in South America. Sydnie chose Brazil. I talked to her teacher and she may have me come in and speak about the country from which I just returned. I am thinking about bringing in the maps that I have and a flag, some currency, and other souvenirs that I have accumulated over the years. I think it will be fun. We'll see I guess.