My Name is...

Victoria Winters.

Not really, but I've been watching old DVD's of the 70's soapie "Dark Shadows" all week, and that's how every episode starts.  It's ingrained into my head now - along with that annoying "eerie" music - ooooOOOoooo000ooo with the waves crashing on the shore...

Jennifer has been making fun of me for watching it.  "And so ends another episode, where nothing happens," she says.  I didn't raise her right - she just doesn't know how a soap opera works.

Pity.

Anyway, not much happening here other than work.  Someone different is doing my schedule now, so it has changed all around.  ...Just when you get used to something, and fall into a routine - it changes.
That's retail for you.

I'm not going to complain though, because I'm getting more days off, and even weekends now and then!  ...And more often than not, I'm home by 8 instead of ten.

Works for me.

I missed the annual trek to Fish Lake.  Kind of sorry about that, because they changed locations this year - camped on the other side of the lake instead of up on top of the mountain.
I've never been to that side - and they said it was grassy and shady, and the trailer came back with no mud anywhere!  Something that has never happened before.

I usually try to do at least one fun thing when I'm home alone - go shopping, have a movie marathon - something.  But all I did was work this time.  Eleven to nine is not a schedule that allows much before or after time.  But I survived.
I made them leave me the dog for company, which bummed him out, (puppy loves to camp,) but it made me feel better.

I haven't reported on that book I was reading lately, but that's because I finally ran across what is the crux of my problem.  I really don't like who I have become lately.  
Not personality quirks so much as the physical things that I don't have much control over.
I consider myself handicapped, so I make excuses for myself not to try to accomplish anything...
I'm finding FEAR is a bigger aspect in the day to day than I realized - I thought I had conquered that
behemoth, but nope.  It's still there.

So, I have much work to do - but as G.I. Joe says; "knowing is half the battle."

We are still waiting to hear if hubby gets the store in Vegas or not - it's hard knowing that someone else holds your entire future in their hands.  Much is riding on this, and there is so much to be done if we are asked to move (and I'll have to do most of it myself.)  So, waiting is kind of crazy-making.  If the word is GO, I need to get started...

Meanwhile, some of the girls on Facebook have been talking about a get-together in Vegas in a few months.  Last night, I dreamed that I went there - not with them, but with a couple of my neighbors.
One of them was showing me her winnings, and trying to entice me to play, which is kind of hilarious, because both of those ladies are former Bishop's wives, and wouldn't be caught dead in Vegas, much less gambling!

So, now you can see why I haven't written lately - not much to report.  Just the boring end of a long summer.

The mother in law is having a party for her 80th birthday today.  Other than that, a quiet day.

Enjoy.
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