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A few housekeeping items for me to put away:

I heard from my gf last night which was nice.  Our dinner the other night went well, was like old times...even if i'm a bit timid about jumping right in to our old ways.  I've missed her.  Not sure i can trust that she won't just turn her back on me again.  Time will tell.  Taking it very slowly.

Mr. Jersey- still reaches out sporadically which is always a nice surprise.  I watch his new content when he posts it and see all the women basically throwing themselves at him.  He responds kindly to most, some more blatant comments go ignored.  He was an excellent date and i am looking forward to seeing him again in the future but it's pretty obvious to me this man has a woman in every location.  Considering he's not offering anything, thats not a problem.  I have to remind myself sometimes.

Work- crazy, and yet so up in the air.  Still no word on what my position will turn into once my boss goes part time and they hire someone to take on his role.  The unknown is uncomfortable for me but when i look at it.........isn't everything unknown?

Last night i got into Animal Crossing again.  I had a creative burst and had to work it out on the game.  I've been away, uninspired and stuck, so it's nice to return with a excitement i haven't had in a bit.

Reading an okay book by Freida McFadden, "The Boyfriend"....it's engaging, not too deep.  Also listening to a new Sarah J Maas first book in a series "Throne of Glass".  Also, not too deep and pretty engaging.

Been doing my "adult coloring" and then cutting it out and adding it to my bullet/junk journal.  Feeling pretty creative all the way around.  Since i won't buy anything else for the apartment, and i'm trying to actually get RID of stuff.......i need the creative juices to go somewhere more confineable...is that a word?

Looking forward to a weekend at home, putzing around and cleaning.  It's that spring clean time and hopefully i won't bust a lightbulb into a million peices again like i did LAST weekend.  What a pain in the ass to clean.

Oh, got my annual review yesterday - All "excellents" and "Very goods".........no Satisfactory or lower.  Not too shabby for only being in this position for a year.  I'll take it.  Of course i asked what i can improve on and my boss told me to keep doing what i've been doing.  

My worst fear is that i will turn into one of those old lady workers  that everyone is waiting for her to retire because she adds nothing to the position and causes more work for everyone.  I refuse to let that happen.

So, random cleanup/update thoughts- Nice to know Maine couldn't be bought. 

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