Yay! I wrote about my lost license the last time I was here. It turned out my license was not lost.

Just before I packed up my stuff to drive down to the huge Casselberry Walmart, where I thought I’d left my license doing a return, I did one last search through my wallet. In a compartment I’d already checked about four times, there it was. I was relieved. I can’t express strongly enough how much I truly HATE going to Walmart. The stores are huge, not very clean, sprawling, not especially well organized and most of the customers are oblivious to their fellow customers trying to navigate. I think my degree of loathing is increased because I used to work for that company.

Even though I am not happy where I am, I am completely thrilled I no longer work in a Walmart. And, even though I am not happy at Sprouts, I don’t hate it; I am glad we get a 15% discount on everything, and I’m extremely grateful to have any kind of income.

I am tossing job ideas around in my head. I’m going to apply at Fresh Market, which is only five miles from my home; Sprouts is ten miles away, in Winter Park. There is a store in Oviedo, which is the opposite direction from home, but it is also ten miles away.

I learned earlier from one of our back of the house managers (love her we call each other, “Peachy!” She’s never in a bad mood) that AdventHealth has an open interview day each Wednesday. Peachy also works there. I asked one day, “How many hours you work every week?” “About seventy.” Seventy hours per week and she’s one of the most positive humans walking this planet. Even after having back surgery, she was upbeat.

Every so often I think I would like being one of those check -in people who greet visitors and print out those sticky labels visitors slap onto their shirts to freely walk the halls. But, then I’m back to a ten mile drive to/from work. There’s an Advent hospital across the street from my current job, and there’s the one in Altamonte Springs, where I had my knee replacements. Actually, that one might not be ten miles cause I’m pretty sure when I had to take a Lyft ride to get there, it wasn’t twenty dollars. That’s what it costs one way for me to take Lyft to work. So, I think it’s closer. I’ll have to check.

Of course, my goal is to do the dog walking/cat sitting gig with Rover. But, I still need to give Poyndexter (my car) his new alternator. I can’t keep paying all the electric, rent, and water, plus my personal bills, and sock money away to get that repair done. My roommate NEEDS to stay employed. However, I’m extremely grateful that she did get approved for disability, and on her first try. That’s how she was able to cough up her half of the rent, but I think Jill be paying all the water and electricity again this month. I guess the upside of experiencing almost 50 hospital days over ten months is that it increases chases of approval for disability money.

Getting a replacement roommate is not an option. If you saw where I live you’d understand. Daily I pray for a financial miracle. I don’t care if it’s a fantastic new job, or pure luck, or a combination of both.

We’re kind of somber here because of the shooting on the campus of Florida State University (FSU), in Tallahassee. At least six students were taken to area hospitals, there is a little confusion over whether or not someone was killed. The cops nabbed the shooter, and the campus is re-opened, but all events are cancelled through Sunday.

In my lifetime, that’s the second horrifying incident FSU experienced. I was in high school when Ted Bundy killed two women students in off-campus housing in 1978. He also killed a 12 year old girl I Lake City, which isn’t too far from FSU, around the same time.

In those days, such campus related violence was so extremely rare. I recall reading the news stories in the St. Petersburg Times while I ate my cereal before leaving home for my classes at Seminole High School.

In many ways I think Tallahassee hasn’t completely recovered from that horror, and today horror visited again. I hope all the surviving victims continue to survive. I hope the students can find some peace and counseling to help them heal.

I’m sure the red people (conservatives) in the US are going to solely blame poor mental health for this incident while also NOT offering any sort of funding for the mentally damaged, and also NOT recognizing that regular civilians in the US own more fucking guns than civilians in any other country on Earth.

Yep, my country is a shit show and my home state of Floriduh is a dumpster fire.

Life is just grand here. No, I’m never sarcastic. Or, angry.

Later.