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Too Much Drama

I have now been back in Maine for over a year now and wanted to share my thoughts on how my life is now. The temping just didn't work out. I wouldn't say that the opportunity to transfer to the temp agency's office up here was too good to be true but there were some factors I didn't, and probably should have, considered. The bus system isn't nearly as extensive up here and, more importantly, I don't have the access to rides I did down in Connecticut. I think also their policies on typing speed, etc., also have changed but I could be wrong.

Things I do enjoy about living up here is my church and my volunteering at the seminary library. It so great to go in every day to a job I enjoy with people that I not only enjoy working with but enjoy just hanging out with. This is a first for me.

One thing I'm really getting sick of, though, is all the drama that is my roommate's life that I've gotten sucked into time and time again simply because I live here. (I don't even really want to discuss the latest issue that cropped up last night and this morning.) True, some of it is beyond any one's control but I think it's sad to consider that I had less drama living with my parents. The most drama we had was really deciding what movie to go see. In fact, I don't go to the theater enough now considering and that's basically because it's hard for my roommate to get around in the winter. (There are times I'm tempted to just go without him but that just seems mean and, frankly, awkward all things considered...) And don't get me started on his mentally ill cat...

Oh and I am really sick of having to find new quarters practically every week. There really has got to be a solution for that...

In other news, I'm still alone relationship-wise but that situation isn't any different than it's always been so that's all I have to say about that...

I'm so glad that baseball has started. That usually makes me happy...
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