so here's to a new day

It's the first of april. It's a new month. Normally that would mean paying rent, but this month, it's me waiting for my first paycheck from my new job. It's beautiful outside. Everything is starting to turn green.
Cheers to new things... new months, new jobs, and of course, new birds
So, where do I begin. As my lack of internet connection for 8 hours a day, holed up behind a desk is now no longer in my daily activities, updating my blog is also quite a bit more difficult... but then again, I'm not complaining a bit.

So, last Wed. was the first day of my new job. I went in pretty early and met everyone that works there, which is a total of about 5 people. I guess I went to high school with one of the girls and the token boy who works there recognized me from my picture in the paper from the shrimp fest article. I listened to the organic rep talk, which was interesting hearing about microbes used as fertilizer and amino acids and all that, a bit like science class while still trying to sell me things but whatever. Then after the rep left, I got to re-pot ferns, three different kinds. I was elbow deep in potting soil, sitting there in the warmth of the greenhouse when this little grey cat came up to me, meowed and then proceeded to climb onto my shoulders, resting it's head by my one ear while it's back end hung off my other shoulder. So I tried potting ferns with one hand in the dirt and the other hand petting this cat that just laid on me and purred. It was beautiful.
Then after repotting ferns, I weeded a bit out by the parking lot and talked to people about pansies. It was nice, I sold a flat of pink pansies to a woman and her two little girls. It was nice having the sun on my back and the wind in my hair and all that. I felt very industrious.

In any case, I've been doing really nice things around the greenhouse and my manager is really nice and the owner really liked my sweater with the mittens on it. The very old father of the owner schooled me in proper shovel use and every single muscle in my body is so terribly sore after every day. Yesterday was spent moving all the shade shrubs out of the cold frames and watering them. I did get to talk to a customer about tomato plants and it's funny conversing with other people who are inevitably trying to start planting a little too early for Ohio. I'd guess that there will be at least 10 more frosts before this winter is over, but I just hope it doesn't kill off the peaches.

So my brain is in overdrive right now, but unlike my old job, it's good daydreaming without the access to buy things, which means usually in one day I'm excited about buying something or starting a new project (soapmaking is hot on my brain) but then by the end of the day, I've talked myself out of it or moved on to another idea.

One thing that has been bothering me is my lack of food. I guess my last paycheck from Triad did not last nearly as long as I thought it would and I'm flat broke. I mean, I went to the Chiropractor, thank god I did (no more sinus pressure or allergies! wohoo!) but after I wrote that check, I checked my balance and you know that feeling that you are going to bounce a check and there is absoloutly nothing you can do about it. Yeah, that was it. So I guess my alignment was quite a bit more pricy than I expected. I think it was the week off in between the two jobs and Jason's birthday and some residual owing of things that I bought from behind the desk that kicked me in the ass in the end, but I did get kicked.
I guess part of it was that the hatchery finally billed me for my new babies. I ordered thirty or so laying hens and 10 meat birds. I opened the box to thirty or so laying hens and no meat birds. I called them and they sent me the meat birds the next day... but they sent 8 males for warmth as well, thereby making my male to femal ratio back in the red zone. Not fun. But I don't have the heart to kill them so I'm just kinda stuck right now. I'll wait until the first one attacks me or until they constantly crow to pick which ones are the first to go.

In any case, I've turned grouchy the past week. I think it's a combination of being terribly tired and sore and broke with no food at my house. The no food at my house forces me up to my parents house which allows them to barrage me with snide comments about my life choices. I'm kinda pissy a lot because my metabolism is going crazy with the extra calories that I'm burning and I eat like crazy now, but have no money. I try to pack a lunch, but after I eat it, I'm hungry again. I sleep like crazy now too. My hands are getting all cut up, which I don't mind.

in any case, I'm happy now that the callouses are growing on my hands instead of around my heart.