The Kitchen is Now Open
This week has been a very mellow, but blah, week. I think I am finally settled in here which is a good and a bad thing. Good because my days are going by quickly. Bad, because this is just not a place that anyone wants to get settled into. LOL! My family has had a few things going on this week that have been on my mind. Although I am away, I still worry about what is going on at home. It is hard because I really can't do anything about it, but I still worry.
I have had a lot of classes this week so my days are very full. Between work and classes by the time I look up it is 4pm, which is count time. In my eyes, by the time we get to count, my day is over. It is so weird how even in a place like this I have found a way to stay busy. Some days I just want to go to my room and go to sleep or read. This week's schedule has made it very hard to get my leisure activities (crochet, reading, exercise) in. I also have to have my daily match of Phase 10 with the ladies on my floor. After a few conversations, the mail check, and callouts it is time to fight for a spot in the shower.
My new bunkie is not good for my health. She has been down for a while and she knows all of the prison cuisine recipes. Nightly, instead of going to the chow to eat, I am greeted with a hearty and fattening meal in my room. The heater came on a couple of days ago, so the prison kitchens are wide open. In case you didn't know, we have old school radiator heaters which serve as prison stoves. Tonight's dinner was a cheese ball with a side of tortilla chips. Between my bunkie and the new commissary items, I don't know how I am going to reach my fitness goals.
My friend leaves in four days and I have been trying to spend more time with her talking about her different life experiences, and what she gained from being here. Since we are at a camp, there are a lot of people in here with short sentences. Over the next 60 days, a lot of the ladies I associate with will be leaving. I count their days with them, because the closer they are to the door, so am I. And that is the place we are all striving to be.
