So, an hour ago I got home from driving the boyfriend to work. It is currently 7:15 a.m. On a Saturday. I tried to go back to sleep but I could not so I decided to write something. I feel like I always have words to say because I’m Italian and pretty social and I have not really had a social life this past year so I feel like there are a lot of words inside me just screaming to be released into the world for all to hear.

So this new job is literally a 5 minute drive from my house and while I was driving I realized how quiet everything is outside at 6 a.m. Sure, I wake up at like 630 every day, but I don’t go outside really, I’m just eating and getting ready for work. Sometimes I go out with the dog but I’m not really paying attention to everything around me, just the dog. There was literally no one on the road and this could be because it’s 6 a.m. on a Saturday and only crazy people are out and about, it could be because we are in a pandemic STILL and we have a curfew that ends at 5 a.m. or it could have been because it was -15 feels like -25 and most people, let’s face it, hate the cold.

I definitely do not spend enough time outside early in the morning. Or late at night come to think of it, two times of day when there is no one out there. Now we have a curfew starting at 8 p.m. so the late night walks will have to wait but maybe I will try to go out earlier in the morning perhaps when it is less cold. Now I am happily hibernating inside and creating these wonderful blog posts that either nobody reads or people really enjoy. Maybe I should tell more people about this page. I always feel uncomfortable telling people about the things I do because I feel like no one takes them seriously. I guess I don’t understand how people can’t be supportive of the things that I do. I always try to be supportive of others but I almost feel like it is never reciprocated when it comes to me. Maybe it’s all in my head or maybe you’re reading this going “oh shit that’s me, maybe I should do some reflecting about how I treat other people.” Just kidding, those types of people don’t change the way they think. Or maybe they do, but for the most part, they don’t unless they really want to. That being said, I don’t really give a shit what people think about me and how people respond says more about them than about me so they can suck it!

Also, going back to my post the other day about manners, yesterday I was PUSHED in an aisle at Michael’s. For those of you that don’t know what that is, it’s a craft store. Anyways, I was in so much shock. I’ve been nudged by people before but I was full on shoved! I didn’t really know what to say, plus the person hurried off. I don’t know if she was pissed because they didn’t have the wool she wanted or like she was nervous about being in a store during the pandemic but seriously calm the efff down everyone. That’s all you gotta do folks, calm the efffff down.