Hey all you's. I am sitting here with crusty eyes and a cuppa coffee. Me and the huzzy got into 'job' talk late last night and thus I had to stay up with monkeymind. I ended up going to bed late and then had a dream of having to go back to an old job and it was all some sort of set up to embarrass me or something of that lovely nature and then I tried to find a place to change and all bathrooms were oozing messes of crud. What on earth does it all mean? My brain hurts from trying to figure stuff out. I wish that I was beckoned by some 'calling'. My mojo has been kicked in the arse. I periodically give into this period of what I call: 'fallowness'. Letting the soil sit and enrichen and then monsieur practically-speaking zooms in for a 'do it this way' session and I'm all confused again...not that I ever really wasn't. And with 3 days till chrissy. This trying to do something in a different way is what has me. I don't want to jump back into the whole mess and do more 'meantime' work. I'd like to do something that works towards something. I'm sick of jobs that you have to be all gung ho to sell or believe in their vision but you really don't care but have to pretend. I'm done with those retail jobs. Done.
O sparkjoy indeed. I'm a crumudgeon. I see how old people become little crabbycakes. I don't want to be a crabbycake so need to change this up somehow which leads me to the loop above. Insert Ria's cyber-evil face here (I don't remember how to make it.....wait......;?...nope not it......
I deactivated my facebook page last night. I found out a tidbit of info on it from a friends posting that led me to realize that I don't want to learn info like that. It threw me for a bit of a loop. I was also starting to check in on it more,and though it was loverly to gain tidbits, it turned out to be more of a time sucker. So to the bin it goes.
This blog may surely follow but I'll not do anything rash and give it a little time. And on that perky-note (sorry there lovelies) off I go to shower and one more o cuppa before that. Off to find something that will spark a bit o joy for this pooh-bah. The sun is out and I think I need to go and have it shine upon my face for awhile. Cheerio dearios
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