Memorial Day

Today, I spent painting in the morning and afternoon and found out that I am a bit of a workaholic, which prehaps I have been for awhile but I didn't realized how much until today. I really could have stayed at work for a longer time, whether or not it was need who knows. It is good I guess that I am not working my hours but someone else's. This will hopefully give me time to pursue other things. One of which being a writing workshop group. After work today we, Tina and I went to a grill out/ car wash through there wasn't really any car washing going on. It was interesting to hang out with one of the PA's as well as Rory and Eliot who are always fun to be around. I miss going up the hill and working but I won't missing moving furniture and stuff like that. All and all life will go on. Though my grandfather is still ill and will most likely not recover. My mom is doing better in some accounts but not in her numbers which is a set back both physcially and mentally. I am going home this weekend, and hopefully will be able to help out some around the house. Now I am going to go down stairs and read some poetry until the simpsons come on.