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2003-05-04 Restful Weekend Going up to Rawdon this weekend was exactly what I needed. It was warm and sunny, I always find it to be relaxing there, and I had absolutely no homework to do. On Saturday I took my mom to the Dollarama (as per usual), but I didn't have to hurry around and force my mother to do so just so that I could get back to my nanny's to do work. We came back, hung out on the front porch, spoke to my neighbor, and then I headed out to Mason Falls, which is THE best place, in my opinion to get away from everything. Thanks to the plentitude of rain we've had, the water was quite high, and crashing down on the rocks in sprays of white foam. I took a bunch of pictures, which sadly I can't put here since I don't have a digital camera (which I've REALLY started to want). I actually have tons of pictures of those falls, but it's my favorite place to snap away. I also took some pictures of some rocks that have grooves in them, all going in the same direction. In my geography class, I learned that a glacier will pick up debris which will scratch the rock underneath. I think that that's what I was seeing. Anyway, I snapped a few, and I'm hoping to get access to a scanner so that I can send them to my prof and ask him if I'm right. Yup. The little armchair geomorphologist here. heh. I didn't stay too long because it was getting late, but it was long enough to make me feel better connected to nature again. Much calmer, much more in-tune. I came back to my nanny's, sat down in "my" armchair in the living room and worked on my novel. In the evening we all watched "White Oleander", which was much better than I'd expected, and when it was over and everyone left, I watched the episode of "Buffy" that I'd taped. Followed by more writing and then heading off to bed. I worked on some more writing this morning as I drank my coffee. I hated to leave today, because it was even warmer - just one more day would've been perfect. Of course, if three-day weekends existed all the time, then I guess I'd want four-day weekends. Tomorrow I go into work. I'll probably only be at architecture until Tuesday, which is kind of sad. I haven't even lined up a new exciting job to go to. While I was doing some filing in Mary's office on Friday, we were talking about something work-related, and she turned to me and said, "What am I going to do without you? You know all the ins and outs". It made me feel so sad. Actually, I was sad the whole day. I've worked there for almost 2 years, the longest I've worked anywhere, and it's the first place where I never doubted how much my work is appreciated. It's strange because it's not even like I want to stay there. At least not forever. The work itself is... well, kind of boring, there's no air conditioning for the summer, the pay sucks. But I wish that I could bring most of the people with me. Oh well. I guess that's a part of life, right? All I know is that if they do something special for me leaving (which would be appreciated but not necessary), I think I just might cry. Now I'm off to pop open a beer and do some more writing, maybe out on the front balcony. |
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