jacksonville day 1

I'm in Jacksonville

Learning how my job is supposed to be done when I'm not running around like a lunatic.

I'm checked in

and decided that Cracker Barrel was my best bet for dinner (did I mention I'm in Jacksonville??)

I ordered the meatloaf (still trying to find Mom's meatloaf -- -- I'm going to have to just start making them until I figure it out by myself)

where was I

ah

I ordered meatloaf -- and steak fries -- and hash brown casserole (leamme alone -- I wanted comfort food) with the country green beans and cornbread muffins.

Sad, dry meatloaf with a smear of ketchup on the top -- mushy green beans -- hard muffins (if these are just like grandma used to make -- grandma was a crap cook)

I look over at the table to the left and I see a little old lady -- in her 80's with a dowager's hump. She's wearing light brown pants -- like me, and a purple top (i almost wore mine today) and is having the meatloaf...

by herself.

like me.

It made me feel a little sad.

Which is ridiculous -- -I'm not this lady -- I'm not going to be this lady.

I'm just feeling overwhelmed and I'm tired and really really hate eating alone. (which is the lecture I gave myself as I buttered those hard dry muffins)

I had cheered myself up when the waitress came by and said, " Gee! you two should have sat together!!"

I'm going to start sitting up straight right away.