I woke up today and it was a new day. Flaked out on work last night and intended to call the store manager this morning and quit but instead called and said that I could no longer do graveyards. So now I will be working days. I'm joining the land of the living apparently. Going in today to learn the fine art of chain store cappuccinos. Anything with coffee in it is bound to be good, or I could learn different. I'll keep you posted on that one. Everything is good today, the sun is shining and the little cat that my son saved is doing quite well. I can't wait to take him to see it.
I make a difference everyday that I am alive and I don't know why I am so hung up on wanting to get paid for it. I bought three pineapples from a Mexican guy down the street from L's school and when he handed them to me he gave me the best smile, and I'm tucking it away so I can pull it out when I'm just not feeling it and wear it in my soul.
I am probably one of t he most loved people that I know and yet for some unknown reason I just have to crawl up into the ugly inside myself and dwell there for a while. Today is for letting go. K shared something with me that he learned from a speaker meeting. I am taking it out of context because the way that I am interpreting it was not the way that it was meant. The speaker made the remark that the food that you ate 5 years ago does not sustain you today and I am probably over simplifying this about what that means to me. The past matters not, (well it does and it doesn't). I am not the best at relaying inspirational messages. I can't even repeat a good joke. The moral of this story is I walked through the door with three golden pineapples and I swear from the look on Roo's face you would have thought I brought in a wheelbarrow full of skittles. He was grinning ear to ear. We cut it up and he gorged himself while he was watching his Harry Potter DVD. Life is very very good indeed.