I spent the majority of the workday somewhere I never expected to, Marianna’s closet! We moved out a bunch of Reiner’s stuff and I swept and then painted the floor. It was so dusty in there I must have sneezed twenty times and my boogers were hard and black later. Every time in swept I saw more, I swept about ten times, each time filling up the dust pan. Even after that I swept each section thoroughly before painting. Her closet is really cool though. Its like a little girls dress up dream full of bright flowy skirts and dresses, crazy jeweled belts and gypsy shoes, tie-dye and sequins, stacked from floor to high ceiling. Then when I painted the floor a magical midnight blue it was just amazing looking. I almost wanted to play dress up but that would be weird. For an older woman she has fun taste, hippie stuff. She kept taking about needing to clean it out and all these cute shoes she can’t wear anymore because of her crooked feet, I was getting my hopes up but ended up with a pair of sweatpants. I still hold out hope she’ll get rid of a bunch of stuff and let me go through it. She holds on to things like my mom though, clothes, pictures, cleaning supplies, dishes, she is actually a tad worse then mom lately. I swear they could be twins with their stain glass, decorative painting, marital troubles, always stressed out and needing to do things yet never having the time for themselves and such kind nurturing natures. Okay so then after work it was dark and cloudy, no rain yet but I am just sad lately. I am homesick and these Wwoofers, John and Rachel, just aren’t the kind of people I was hoping for. All of us are a very different, not so compatible group. I just wanted people I could get to be good friends with, not just people I can sort of tolerate. They are very particular opinionated uptight people. Me and Jeremiah are just happy to be where we are, but they are always looking for a better farm and better food and better work, I just don’t like that. I want to hang out and laugh and have adventures and be one big happy family who helps each other but they both have their own agenda and don’t like that not everyone revolves around it, ah why can’t we just have cool chill people, like us. I don’t really mean that, but I thought Wwoofers would be more like-minded, open, unstressed, good-workers, young, inspiring, you know? Those revolutionary kind of kids? Or those kooky foreigners? But this new batch is just boring middle-aged wanderers who never seem too happy just where they are. I guess I am being a bit hypocritical, but no, I am happy to be here, it just pisses me off when these people aren’t and it takes practically nothing for them to decide they don’t like it. So yeah I have been depressed and homesick for my home-pals watching TV for the last like 5 hours. I am so happy I have tomorrow off to decompress and get my mind right, but this funk has been going on since Sabina and Eva left, even though one was crazy they still kept it interesting and went places and were happy to be here and good hard workers. So I have replaced Anyway, with And today, I do love a good run-on sentence.
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