Earlier today I traveled down to enjoy a great Easter Sunday with friends and family down by Worley, a small town that most people can't find on the map. The funny thing is there's no reason they would want to find it. However, it is a beautiful area in its own right, full of memories of long cold days spent hunting various creatures. But where was I, oh yeah, this afternoon.
As is the standing tradition with any great American holiday, there was a ton of good food. Seriously, I'm still stuffed six hours later.
But is was nice to have a day off from work. Oh yeah, that's the other big story lately with me. I got a job at the local home improvement store here in town. It's awesome to be working again. It was nearly getting to the point where there was no practical reason to get out of bed in the morning (or afternoon, as the case was) but now it's as if my life had purpose once more.
It's a fun job, to say the least. I work the lawn and garden department, so I get to be on my feet most of the day, as well as being out in the sun all summer instead of stuck behind a desk. I hate desk jobs, and although I suspect I may have once in the future, I'm not exactly counting down the days until I get there. I prefer the weather and staying on the move. Also I get to use the forklift, which I admit is rather fun.
I have yet to experience the joy of a paycheck yet, but I'm sure it will be as glorious as I imagine it. That's next week though. I'm already looking at a motorcycle of some kind. A few minor random bills aside, I'm hoping I can get one for this summer and part of the fall, such as Idaho will allow. Who knows, if we get another winter like this last one I'll be able to ride all year round.
Seriously though, after this last "winter", I hope we get freakin' buried next season. If I had wanted a dry winter, I would have stayed in Whittier.
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