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Tales of the Demi Morgue

Posted on September 9, 2010 by leilani

Contrary to popular belief I haven’t died, though this morning I think it would’ve been considered an upgrade.  I actually drove in to work, spoke with my manager, drove directly back home, slugged down some OTC pain meds, and proceeded directly to bed, where I remained until finally rising at the crack of noon.  No cold or flu bug, nothing so esoteric; just the damned body aching head, toe and all points between.

As I told my manager, I could’ve stayed and probably made it through the day; however in so doing I’d have approached negative numbers in terms of productivity.  I can track my non-hourly income by the levels of pain.  I had plenty of sick time to cover me so my boss kicked me out for the day.

Now that I’m home I’m being as lazy as my type-A personality allows.  G just brought me a bowl of warmed-over potato soup.  (Yummy!)  I’m chomping all kinds of comfort foods and refuse to give a damn about my weight for the moment.

The daughter’s boyfriend lost his part-time job last night and was beating himself up over it.  He’d been scrambling for anything to make some money so he could look for something else and this job was really not a good fit, other than its proximity to here.  I told him to lay off the self-flagellation and realize everything happens for a reason.  The short version: shit happens.  Nobody died or was kicked into the streets as a result; therefore it’s minor shit.  I respect his ambition and know it won’t take him long to find something else.

God and the Universe will provide.  It really does make a huge difference to have that conviction.  I’m working my way up from maximum stress to stress-free.  My MP3 player is loaded with uplifting stuff and gets plugged into my ears first thing in the morning; home is a decent place for a significantly reduced cost; and I’m getting a lot of things out of the way that had been building up for years.  That’s a wonderful feeling!

Now I’m trusting that we’ll get the wherewith to cover G’s expenses.  With both of us working we can knock things down in a hurry.  I like it.

I’m going to sign off for the moment and go curl up with a book.  My body has so decreed for the day!

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