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.

I'm on a mini-sugar high so I thought I should post

A thought occurred to me sometime last night - today's the 23rd.

To most people, this really isn't anything special. But for me, the 23rd marks the last day of my Disney vacation back in October. Since then, any time the 20th - 23rd rolled around, I'd stop and think "Wow, it's been X months since I was at Disney. What was I doing this time back then?"

I know, I'm a dork.

But this particular 23rd was special because it's the last one I'll be spending away from Disney, at least for the next couple of months. When August 23rd finally rolls around, I'll have already done the drive to Disney, settled in, and even have gotten my role AND have worked a couple of days. It still means I'll look at the calendar and think "What was I doing on the 23rd?", since I'm pretty sure I won't be lounging at the Animal Kingdom trying to get in rides on Expedition Everest like I was back then. But I'll be on property, or at least in the state of Florida as opposed to my not being on property nor anywhere near the state of Florida now.

In any case, Happy 9 Month Anniversary since I went to Disney!

...9 months?
Why do women want kids inside their bodies for that long again?


Oh! One other thing. There was a special on Spongebob Squarepants' 10 year anniversary tonight and it got me wondering - does the theater in Downtown Disney play any of Dreamwork's movies?

This is something I shall have to find out.