Woke up: San Diego, California, USA
Went to sleep: San Diego, California, USA
Today I spent the day searching for a job.
Last night I whitened my teeth. A couple times per month I sleep with plastic “trays”, made to form the profile of my teeth, filled with a jelly like chemical compound, basically bleach, in my mouth. The next morning I place the trays in a cup of warm water to rinse, leaving them on the counter for Peter’s approval, and “Voila!” white teeth. I know it’s silly, but I feel more confident when I do this.
I applied for a job at The Galley, the restaurant here at the marina. I noticed most of the waitresses look 12. I asked the hostess if they hire “mature” women. She said, “Oh, yeah! We have lots of old ‘servers’.” I should have spanked her.
Then, I walked three miles up the road and applied for a job at Whole Foods. If all they paid me was groceries it would be a windfall.
I’m meeting with the Chula Vista marina manager this morning to hammer out the details of our yoga program. Peter has already left this morning to look for work.
As Oma used to say, “No grass grows under our feet.”