I just have to say… what the FUCK happened yesterday?? Really… I don’t get that cosmic crap, retrograde whatnot (sorry CM). but thursday was one of those days where I really question the universe.
Myself and 3 other girlfriends had supremely crap-tacular days. All completely random and not connected in the slightest, but horrible, I got kicked in the crotch kinda day.
It is generally my goal to be as invisible as possible as work. I fly under the radar. I do not volunteer to make presentations or to teach classes. I’m known as that friendly girl. now where do we know her from? she’s so nice. I smile and talk to everyone (mostly tongue in cheek, but some genuine).
I hate my job at the fat farm. But I hate to admit, I do it well. so thursday, when they said here’s the list of people who will now be doing xyz, I ASSUMED I was going to be on that list. I assumed this because I rock my job. I talk shit all day to people who hate me and end up loving me (80:20). And NO. because I haven’t been doing this long enough, I don’t get to do xyz. Excuse me?!
What made this day better was an evening with the girls watching Mad Men. I made a HUGE pitcher of martinis and a couple of my pizzas. The day got much better. That was until I went to sit in my big chair and it slid from under me. I looked like a taco between the ottoman and the chair. We all had a good laugh. A much needed laugh. I felt like the universe slipped back into equilibrium. Kinda like Coe, when she does the collar shake, and puts things in their place.
Rant over. It’s Friday. I am a firm believer there is NO SUCH THING as a bad Friday. It’s Friday.
Good Glorious Morning. I made it to the end of another week. Thank you to my guardian angel and whomever else is looking out for me.
*caveat: sorry if this is slightly emotional and rambling, it’s because I’m still pissed. Feeling better about the universe and my place in it, but still pissed.