Dream Journal 2/18/2013

I walk through the parking lot of the building I work in. At that moment I realize it’s the same building my ex, Ryan, works in as well and somehow I know I will see him. I search for my car so I can run somewhere to pick up lunch and as I search Ryan’s car pulls up. Instantly I’m inside his car and we’re driving through the parking lot on our way to get some food. We don’t talk, just drive through the lot as I still scan the parked cars looking for mine.

The dream ends abruptly…

Updates

1. A couple weeks ago my cat walked onto my laptop which was sitting at the edge of my desk. Unfortunately I hadn’t placed it completely on the desk, so when my cat stepped onto it, it tipped and fell off. The next morning when I went to turn it on the screen wouldn’t turn on, but the rest did. I had to take it to a local place that fixes computers, and luckily my friend, Krista, let me borrow one of her computers to use in the meantime. I didn’t find out for a few days what was wrong with it, but when they did call they told me that the screen needed to be replaced. They were also able to order a new keyboard (mine was missing a few keys…also the result of my cats) and replace that within the same price of labor as fixing the screen. I got it back a few days ago and I am so happy to have it back! I was happy that I had Krista’s computer, otherwise I would have either lost a lot of money not being able to work or had to deal with driving back and forth to my parents in Tea to use their computer. But having my own computer back is definitely better. Now the screen works perfectly and the keyboard feels nice and new. 😀

2. Around last October, because of my financial situation, I disconnected the cable at my apartment. I reactivated my Netflix account and then later got an account for Hulu+. For awhile, I found a number of new things to watch on Netflix, and Hulu+ was keeping me up to date on about 7 shows from local channels (i.e. Fox, NBC, etc); however, I have been missing cable more and more. I finally decided last week to have it reconnected, which will be done today. I’m so excited! There have been a number of shows (i.e. Pitbulls and Parolees, Little Couple, 19 Kids and Counting, Chopped, Top Shot, So You Think You Can Dance), even whole channels (i.e. Animal Planet, TLC, HGTV) that I have missed very much the past eight months. I’m sure that within a week or so, I’ll have as many shows on my DVR as before (over 80).

3. Work has been going very well. It’s possible that the company may run out of work for us to do, but so far it seems to be steadily increasing. I’m so happy for the opportunity to work from home (which I LOVE) and the financial benefits. I’ve been paying off past debts that I previously haven’t been able to take care of (some for a few years). I’m getting close to finishing paying them off, and then I need to start saving some money for the future, for a new car, and for a rainy day. Starting next month I also need to start deducting money for taxes and putting it away to send in this September.

4. I started my classes yesterday (I think I finally figured out what I want to do) for the beginning of the Health Information Technology Associate’s Degree. I really want a career in medical billing and coding, and hopefully a job at home. There have already been a couple hiccups as far as viewing my classes on my school’s student portal, but things seem to be fine now. I’m really looking forward to school this time and giving it my all now that I found something that I really want to do.

5. For as long as I can remember I have enjoyed fishing, but have lacked opportunities to go. Usually my parents camp at local lakes a couple times a year and that’s about as often as I have fished. But this year, when I have visited my parents in Tea, my brother and I have been fishing at ponds in Tea and other local lakes and ponds. I have so much fun fishing, especially with my little brother. This past weekend I even bought my own fishing pole (open reel), a tackle box, and some tackle. I also bought gloves to use so I can actually take the fish off the hook myself (the only part of fishing I haven’t done). Now I can’t wait to fish some more!

Casey at the Bat by Ernest Thayer

The Outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Casey could get but a whack at that –
We’d put up even money, now, with Casey at the bat.

But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a lulu and the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey’s getting to the bat.

But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despis-ed, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.

Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It knocked upon the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

There was ease in Casey’s manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey’s bearing and a smile on Casey’s face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Casey at the bat.

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Casey’s eye, a sneer curled Casey’s lip.

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
“That ain’t my style,” said Casey. “Strike one,” the umpire said.

From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore.
“Kill him! Kill the umpire!” shouted someone on the stand;
And its likely they’d a-killed him had not Casey raised his hand.

With a smile of Christian charity great Casey’s visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Casey still ignored it, and the umpire said, “Strike two.”

“Fraud!” cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn’t let that ball go by again.

The sneer is gone from Casey’s lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey’s blow.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville – mighty Casey has struck out.