||[Dec. 16th, 2004|11:46 pm]
Ho hum. *shrug* *yawn* I'm tired. But, being that this is the giving season and all...I thought the least I could do is give you guys an update. |
We got our office moved. My new neighbor, C, and I manned the phones for most of the early evening. Oh, fear not..for everyone showed up for his/her appointed shift. They just didn't have working phones. Sure, these things happen. But somehow it's infinitely more funny when you consider that I work for....*gasp* a....a....a....telephone company. *sigh* I mean, I'd noticed along the way that the communication within said company was a little "off" for a phone company, but now I'm really feeling an urge to hand everyone a tin can and a ball of twine.
Anywho....on to more interesting matters!!! Oh, wait....that *was* the interesting matter. Hmmm. I could dance on one foot and sing some Betty Boop, maybe? Or not.
Truthfully, things are just busy. I'm taking the kids to Houston on Saturday and driving back on Sunday. Morgan is staying for a few days. Max wants to, but I think I'll let him feel that one out before he marries that decision.
I've been requested as one of the 3 for skeleton crew on Christmas Eve. We were going to close. We changed our minds. Holiday pay! (As I watch it flow right over to the IRS...Do they realize they are giving it back to me in a few months???? Why not just let me keep it???)
Okay, okay...I'll give a very brief *serious* notation...but that's it. That's all you'll get out of me.
I've discovered a lot about myself over the last few months. It's been nice. Not deep soul searching kind of stuff....just...discoveries. My mind is rested for once. It leaves me free to really see the world and everything in it that's beautiful. It's a very nice place to be in.
I pondered for a bit if it was just my brain finally taking a nose dive into Happy Acres Farms...and the conclusion was that "No, this is what living is".
I get up in the morning. I'm rested. Even if I've only had a few hours of sleep. I fall asleep at night without grasping for the book that, at one time, would save me from the certain misery that lying silent in my bed was. I've found peace. I've found *my* peace. I finally stopped looking for that thing or person or idea that would create it for me.
So, Merry Christmas to all. I wish you all....enough. Whatever that may be.