So things have been quite busy for me as of this past week. I’m liking my new job, which is awesome, but it doesn’t give me much time to focus on my writing. Up at 5 a.m., home by 6 p.m., dinner and bed by 9. Goodness, I feel old! But, the extra cash flow is nice and very much needed. Momma’s got to pay those student loans back someday!
I find myself behaving kind of manically at my new job. It isn’t bad, per say, I think it’s just that I haven’t had human contact on this level for a very long time and I so much want the people I work with to like me. I get excited when they engage me in conversation and I might come across as over eager. I guess you could say I’m a people pleaser. That isn’t such a bad thing, is it? I have been fired from so many jobs prior to this gig that I don’t want to screw anything up or give them a reason to let me go. I don’t think that will happen, I’m just a little jaded, I suppose, and like I said I don’t want to screw this up. I NEED THIS JOB!
So, this past weekend, my husband and I were given the opportunity to participate in a Mardi Gras parade. It was for the Krewe of Chewbacchus, which is just like it sounds, a parade based on the great Wookie himself, Chewbaccha. It’s a fun parade with all kinds of geekdom going on. You have people who dress up like Star Trek characters, Star Wars characters (duh), Dr. Who characters, etc. Pretty much anything you might find at Comic Con has a place in this parade. My brother has a zombie themed brass band back in Texas and he brought his band to march in the parade. My husband and I got to be the banner holders that lead the band.
It was a ton of fun – lots of drinks and good people and happy times. The downside is that we ended up walking about 12 miles on Saturday, given the parade length and the walking to and from various locations so we could be a part of the parade. I am sooooo sore from all that walking and I have blisters on the balls of my feet. OUCH! But, all in all, I think it was totally worth the effort. It was so much fun handing out beads to the people in the crowds. We also got lots of high fives and fist bumps when we didn’t have anything left to hand out. I would do it again…my husband on the other hand, is a different story.
So, I leave you with this picture of my husband and I dressed up in our zombie best. May the force be with you! And, your brains look delicious!