countdown to september 2nd

Why hello! Yes, this is Coney Island, not Telluride. The photos I've been taking are all taken with film, and I have yet to finish the rolls so I have no new visuals. Hence, the year-old photo. I like it though, and I feel that the water is good feng shui for happy times.

A few updates:

Went to Durango over the weekend for a day trip with Kelley and Charlotte. It was cute! The people were cowboy-ish and we were confronted with many, many choices of country music radio stations (the other choice was 90's - apparently the town is about a decade behind), but it was a fun little town. We had happy hour sushi with rolls for $3 each and a beer for $2. I think that's amazing. Especially after being here in Telluride where prices are quadruple that. No exaggeration. They had an amazing natural food store, which made me long for Whole Foods and Trader Joe's again. Not their 20 minute Manhattan lines for checkout, but the food. Ahhh, the food.

In-floor heating. Have you heard of it? If not, I will introduce you to this amazing phenomenon. It is getting cold here at night, and I decided to turn on the heat the other night in my room, thinking that 78 was a good, medium temperature (right?), and I woke up in the morning and my feet were toasty upon hitting the ground! And when I say toasty, I mean hot! The bathroom floor was like fire! But I loved it. It worked so well, I was sweating. Which was gross.

Work is still intense. The thought of half-marathon training stresses me out, with the idea of adding it to my full time, over 8 hours/day of non-stop work, which is apparently going to get longer and more stressful. I was informed today that I should be working on the weekends. When my mom is here this weekend. And when I'm not getting paid for those extra days. Can anyone figure out how that makes sense? It was told to me in a sort of way that seemed like I was being guilted into coming in these extra days, and I'm not falling for it. I'm getting my stuff done, and I'm not there to pick up the pieces for other people slacking throughout the past year. That's the most frustrating part - that there really isn't that much extra to do, but everyone loves to stress out and think they are SOOOO important and busy. But if everyone just got their shit done when they should have, we would all be fine and stress free. So there!

And now I'm tired. So good night.