Early Spring?!

It feels like it’s spring already here in the Columbia River Gorge, as well as much of Oregon. I really feel bad for those friends on the east coast.. but I guess that’s why I stay on the west coast!

I’ve been doing tons of gardening. Yesterday I banged out almost the whole western side of the house. I don’t know when the last time someone lived here was. The gardens were atrocious! Two or three layers of dead leaves from bulbs.. So tulips or daffodils. And the roses. Oh jesus, the roses. They haven’t seen a good pruning in a few years I’m sure. I didn’t do anything drastic, but I did trim them up to force them to grow the right way. Not a big cut back, just some thoughtful trimming.

All was going fine and well until I found a mystery bulb. It looks like grass with long thin green leaves.. and then I ripped some up and they had these white bulbs. So I’m like is this fucking wild garlic? Nope. Lemon grass? Nope! It had no smells!! I have no idea what it is so I left it alone. I figure once it starts blossoming I’ll have a better time identifying it.

I should’ve taken pictures, but you know that whole not having a camera thing.

And then I stuck my (gloved) hand in dog shit and I was done. It wasn’t old. We don’t own a dog. The neighbors fenced in their yard so their dog could be let out unattended.

Fuck people who let their dogs poop in other people’s yards. Backyards no less.

Yesterday I also swept and mopped the entire down stairs, dusted from top to bottom, everything was nice and clean. I’m not a big fan of cleaning, but I think spending 3 hours outside in the fresh air and sunshine gave me a spring-cleaning kick in the ass.

Except it’s February. It is not Spring! I don’t get it but I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth.

Lots of accordion playing! I recently took another trip down to the Willamette valley to see family and visit and my Aunt sent some more books my way to practice. So new videos of that will be coming soon to my YouTube channel.

I’m finishing up my pair of Jackalopes for my friends birthday in April. They’re watercolor and they’re turning out pretty all right! I’m happy about it.

What else? Well, I got a job offer from a local department store and I took it of course because I want a job. They sent me off Monday to take my UA and they sent me to the wrong place and I almost got lost but I didn’t and then I got hte drug test all taken care. Hahaha. I always worry that I’m going to fail even though I honestly don’t have a reason to worry. What if that one time I was standing next to someone smoking pot and I inhaled it shows up?! Yeah, dumb anxiety.

However, I also just got an email from a local PowerSport shop that I had applied to last month asking me to come in an interview. And I’d much rather work with dirt bikes and a shop than in the retail wasteland known as Big Box Retail. Guess we’ll see what happens.

So Much Neglect!

I’ve been in a slump. A serious slump.

 

For what feels like forever.

 

I’m finally pulling out of it. I got a job at a large local call center.. It’s not my ideal job, but it’s a job, and I get a paycheck.

 

Still playing accordion a lot. Slowly getting better and better but as good as I want to be! I’m having a hard time finding classical music transposed for accordion and I struggle to transpose it myself.

 

Happy Sunday? Meh.

Employment!

Well I got hired at the bar! Yes, that’s right, I’m finally going to be part of the work force again.

Thank God. I’m sick of being broke.

In other news I had my purse stolen last Sunday. M and I went down to the river after going to the Lane County Fair and when we got back to his truck the passenger side window had been smashed in and my purse was gone. Now, usually, I don’t even take my purse to the river and if I do I will lock it in my trunk. We didn’t take my car and I put it behind the passenger seat.. Well that obviously didn’t stop shit.

They left his GPS and stereo deck and a few other valuables in the truck. They just grabbed my purse.. and MAGICALLY my iPod fell out of my purse as they snatched it. Mike found it the next day underneath the back of the passenger seat. I was so fucking happy! You see, that shit happened to me all the time with my old purse. If you tipped it even a little bit in the wrong direction it would puke everything out of the small purse in the front.. which I kept my iPod and cigarettes in (my cigs were with me on the beach.)

So fuck those mother fuckers. What does suck is that I had my SS card in there (Big no-no.. I just forgot to take it out after my last job!) and two forms of photo ID. My Oregon ID card and my California drivers license.

So I get to take the driving test over again. Fuck. That shit scares me. I know I’m a good driver (no tickets) and I’ve obviously passed before.. but still the anxiety.

Oh and the money. Did I mention I’m a broke chick?

If someone wants to steal my identity let them. I don’t have credit and a shit ton of debt.

Fuck it, I got a job! Today is a good day.

xoxo
Amb