I love my family and I understand they want to spend time with me, but I have things to do before I move ON SATURDAY. Also, I really like walking. A lot. I adore walking so much I miss it when it doesn't happen.

And I adore my sister and her child, but the baby is going to get tired and annoyed and not want to be in yet another store if she comes shopping with me. I have errands. I have tasks. I wanted to leave an hour ago.

But I want to hang out with my sister while I can. I want to hang out with my niece while I can. I want to talk and have intelligent conversation. I want to make observations and see where they take us. So I wait. I wait and we'll see if I get it all done.

THE MOUNTAIN CALLED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I talked to the lady in charge of hiring in Guest Services and she basically told me I have a job. I don't have hours or all that. She said she'd like to talk to me face to face when I get up there next week, but she doesn't see any reason why they wouldn't give me a job. NC people have worked there before, she said, and they've never had a problem with them before [kind of like my first convo with Dr. Santos when he said he'd never had a problem with Girl Scouts, hmm...]. She also told me I could tell my landlady that I'm good (thus implying I have employment and will be making enough to cover my rent!!)

FUCK YAH!!!!!!!!!!!

"No, I don't like her," she said. "And, you're right, it's only partially a personality thing. I don't like her, in part, because of her behavior with men I've either been involved with or liked. So, yes, jealousy plays a part here. Which is ludicrous because, quite frankly, it's really beneath me. Then again, raise your hand if you've never engaged in behavior that is beneath you. Raise your hand and I'll point out a room full of liars."