Rycca

I went on a three-hour nature hike today with my camera. I took a fair few pictures; I didn't care for most, but some of them turned out better than I expected. I may go out again tomorrow; I'm over in the area anyway, dog-sitting for my mother.

I...am so flipping exhausted. The past three days have been spent making my apartment habitable again. I scrubbed that stupid tub for three hours. The tub. Three hours. And instead of my back hurting? Nope. The BACK of my LEG. Go figure. I put together some homemade targets out of cardboard boxes and old clothes, so hopefully I'll be able to use them this Saturday; the husband's Amateur Radio Club said I could use their field to practice some archery while he was doing his CW thing every weekend. Not a bad situation; and if I want to go during the week, there's a range about five miles away, apparently open to the public. I'd rather shoot

Okay, so I have to get a new social security card, and apparently you can go to the office to change acquire this little slip of paper...but you can't get the forms needed to do so. I have two choices: I can either print out the SS-5 form (I don't have a printer) or I can have it mailed to me (I need it NOW NOW NOW.) The husband's going to print it for me at his office. Anyway, did I mention the husband's boss wants to hire me as a receptionist? Yyay me. That job pays upwards of 20k a year and foots all college expenses. So I was typing up a resume, and we were laughing about what I should put under "Objective". I jokingly asked, how do you