Mountains and Marriage

So yesterday just destroyed my theory about double shifts seeming shorter then single shifts. It was one of those days where I got in my car and listened to Hawk Nelson on the way home ‘cause they fit into my “stress relieving music” category.
It was one of those days where if someone gave me a board and a snow covered mountain, I would have immediately gone to the top and crashed and burned my way to the bottom and felt better for it.
But as I listened to my music and wished for a mountain, I thought about my evening in its short-staffed chaos, and I came to a conclusion. I should never try to live life totally on my own. It doesn’t work well in waitressing because you can’t do it on your own and it doesn’t work well in life because we have to have people. So I learned something, although I think I’ve learned this before.
I do have fun with the people who come in and there was one couple yesterday morning who totally made my day.
We got started talking and they asked if I was in college to which I glibly said “No, I don’t believe college is necessary unless you want to be a doctor or a lawyer”.
They stared at me, then, “Exactly what DO you want to do?”
Sonya, “I want to get married”! *cheesy grin*.
They thought this was an excellent idea and whole heartedly encouraged me although the woman warned me to be very careful because sometimes she still wonders about the one she got. I was thinkin’ maybe he should be sayin’ this cause it was her who pitched the fit when his piece of cake was bigger then hers, and then he just laughed when I switched them. Anyway, they assumed since I wanted to get married I probably had a boyfriend. I flatly told them no, he’s still out in the big blue somewhere searching for planet earth, obviously. This wasn’t dampening in any respect because they know God will take care of it and it could be any day. I agreed but thought it might be taking longer cause he was gonna have to be special.
This got a dark look and a, “ Honey, we all got one who’s special”. I laughed and said, “ True, but you see, I have a unique personality and people with unique personalities require extra special people to live with them”.
I didn’t tell them why I’m extra unique. After all, someone who would like to have several sets of twins, maybe live in a tent long enough that I would grow to appreciate indoor plumbing again and then write a book on such experiences, and who researches why old women have such skinny legs, IS scary unique. So I told them relatively normal things, and now they want to come to my wedding which they think may happen today yet.
I love talking to people like that, they can leave me a dollar if they want, a good talk is better then tip. Although, when in doubt, try both. :)
Today is wonderful. There are no people wanting food or assuming I have a boyfriend or leaving little messes of splenda for me to clean up. Today I think I’ll wash my filthy beast and iron clothing and eat icecream for lunch and maybe look into a visit to the mountains here soon. Sonya