The Birthday Turnaround

Today, I wanted to use the Teen Oracle by Cinnamon Crow, which I received for Christmas, but cannot find it anywhere; it's probably been hidden amongst the house move and our new kitchen, which is now standing in our garage and hallway. Instead, I am using a deck of the same name which I found in a pound shop some years ago. The card drawn is The Rock.

I got up early this morning, had my bath, and then hotfooted it into town for my maths class. I confess to not really looking forward to it, but once there, I actually kind of enjoyed myself. The tutor gave me work to do and consistently came round to each student to help with any problems. I managed far more than I thought I could and he seemed pretty pleased with what I had done. I was there for a couple of hours and then went to meet my friend for coffee. I haven't seen him much in the last year. He is getting married in November so we talked about that. From there, I walked to my new dentist to register. My mouth didn't ache so much today, which is just as well, since I have to be in the system for four days before I can make an appointment.

I was pretty tired when I got home, but was a bit irritated that I had not heard back about a job I'd applied for ten days ago. I found the number of the agent and called her. She said she hadn't got round to doing anything so I asked her when she was thinking she might tackle it. She said she had no idea and pretty much hung up on me. And these are the kind of people I am hoping will help find me a job? I think this might be where today's card sits. As much as the rock shows stability, it also hints at my being trapped and a situation being stagnant. Despite going to my maths class, which I am attending to help move my career on, I do feel stuck. I am kind of irritated about not hearing anything from the jobs I've applied for. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, wouldn't you?!

It has been my dad's 70th birthday today. That kind of doesn't even feel possible. When I was young, 70 seemed so old. It feels so weird that my dad is now that age. His birthday didn't start off so well. For starters, while I was out, the kitchen was delivered .. by just one man. Apparently, the other didn't show. My parents really should have got the company to sort something out, but instead, helped him unload the van. So that meant very heavy worktops being carried by a 70 year old man, who is not in the best of health, and his 66 year old wife, who cannot walk properly. It really annoyed me when I found out. For one or another reason, he ended up going to bed feeling unwell by 7pm. My boyfriend and I took a short trip out to get some food a little later and I woke him up to see if he would like some. With a little sleep under his belt, it did the trick. We then gave him his presents; a book from my boyfriend's parents and three more from us. He was thrilled to bits, so thankfully, his birthday was turned around.



Illustration from The Teen Oracle by Emrys