Well it is now 7:45 PM and I just finished cooking my dinner.
Yes, I actually cooked. We have one electric stovetop with four burners. It appears you get one side or the other; two meals can be made at one time. They just started changing the rules on the cooking. You used to supply your own pots. Now they have one large sauce pot, one cast iron frying pan (two sets) for use. The one sauce pot is so bowed on the bottom that it does not rest on enough of the burner to boil the water.
But the thin pasta I made tonight came out OK. I made a sauce of mushrooms, octopus, and jalapeño flavored diced tomatoes. First non-State food since my good-bye meal with Roger last Tuesday evening. This has been my longest stretch of eating only State food in quite a while.
I am 'missing' my smaller locker. I have a large locker the same size as my old one, plus this new smaller one. It is 16" x 16" by 2' high. Looks like it might just be the perfect place to keep all my writing supplies and other little things. I will be missing a much larger box that was under my bed and the bookshelf at the head of the bed. I am allowed a milk crate under the bed and that would seem to be a good place to put the dirty clothes, but alas the milk crate is also missing.
One other lifestyle change for me will be that my personal reading light must be off by 1:00 AM. I may be able to read further by the light from the outside lighting but that will be tested later on tonight.
I will endeavor to type on one issue each day and that would be stuff for the blog. The evening officer is keeping the noise down in here to a minimum such that my typewriter beep is the noisiest thing in the dorm.
I did manage to transfer with all my correspondence but was forced to toss out a whole bunch of articles I had accumulated. I did not lose anything in the move, and the only thing that broke was my feeding bowl. It was protecting my radio, which along with my headphones survived the move. Sometimes the bags 'accidentally' open in transit and the wonderful inmates who load and unload the busses occasionally help themselves.
I am going to end up with some sort of job, which will really suck as the new guys usually end up being assigned to chow hall. I went through all this already in the Feds. I already paid my dues.
I do have the option of a Protestant service, but note that the Catholic program includes a couple of days for Choir practice. Hmmm maybe time to do the Catholic thing again? Or perhaps work on a Protestant Choir. Yeah, when will I learn? But I will take it very slow, first chance to check things out will be this Saturday afternoon when the Protestant service is held.
URGH... faked out again. The radio station I found earlier is not a county station. It sounds like some sort of easy listening mix. Now I am really in trouble... NO CLASSICAL, NO COUNTY.
Well I will take things slowly but will further investigate how I can return to my old place. This location is not any closer for my parents and still too far away for you to visit. This place seems to have very little going for it.
As you can see I have lots of questions, and very few answers. Makes for an exciting couple of days. Hope your life is a LOT LESS like living on the edge.