A 23 Postcard

Happy Eleven-Months-Since-I-Got-Back-From-Disney!!

Only one more month to go to make it an entire year.

Onward to the postcard...

Got up and started realizing how much I have to do this morning. Attempted to make a list. Organized, but didn't help. Went to costuming. Started randomly tearing up. Stressing out over job, things to do, spending $75 on groceries yesterday. Wanted to call Ralph, ended up calling Mom. Went to work. Got to bus for almost four hours. Fine, just a little hot. Manager Susan found me while I was talking to guy. Said I could go on my break whenever I wanted. I think they forgot about me? Break, then Fairfax Fare. Really need to call Mears e.e Met Guest with nametag. Said he was part of tour. Got to have lunch with Head of Outdoor Signage Imagineer. Cool. Back to bussing. Met two ladies and guy. Guy in wheelchair. Had embroidered bag on back reading "Disney Love" with all sorts of characters on it. Bag on side for water bottles/umbrellas ("water-brellas" I accidentally called it later)/whathaveyou. Featured Mickey and the Gang (plus Daisy). Said he was a vet. One of the women had made it. Also celebrating her birthday. She got a carrot cake. Left a little too quickly afterwards, oops. Met a caterer on the way out. Has served Hors D'ouvres to Michael J. Fox. Discovered Ralph left me a voicemail - oh my goodness. Made a test-wrap - fail. Invited to movie, but couldn't go. Watched Mickey Mouse in Black and White: Volume 2, Disc 1 instead. Neat ^-^ Called back Ralph. Found out what it's like to observe eighth graders. Talked about cosplays for Acen. Also, I as Carmen Sandiego and he as Waldo: "Come with me. I know a place where no one can find us." Had sorted laundry; did none. Need to do so very much. Need sleep right now though. Tomorrow's beginning of Salsa sale. Want to try to get there before meeting tomorrow morning. Realized today's the 23rd when I looked at my bumpout.

Have "Boo To You" stuck in my head...again.