My life has been very stressful lately. I know with each thing that nothing will fix any of it within a day. So last Sunday I was hit with more crap from my ex. I refused to let it ruin our day at the orchard.
On top of that my attorney has turned out to be such a pessimist and she is causing a large amount of my stress. By mid week I think the stress and exhaustion just blew and I felt good for the first time in a long time. Yes you read that right I felt good. I decided to start looking for a new attorney but even better... I had some good tunes thanks to DJ Quicksilver, at WPGC, and my booty was shaking all the way home from work the past few days. Music and shakin yo booty is always a nice boost. More dancing to come Saturday when a group of us head downtown. I can't wait!
Today (Friday) my attorney called me and said she learned a lot this week. This meant she was wrong with her previous information but would never explicitly admit it. What she told me was Fucking Fabulous and I feel so validated in this path I have taken. I could feel the stress lifting off my shoulders.
My fan-fucking-tastic mood tended to resonate through the office. This was elevated when I shared what I found on Kathryn's blog. Scissor Sisters has a site to offer us regular people a chance to dance in the limelight. This caused hysterical laughter throughout the office.
On top of that my co-worker, Google Boy, took me to lunch. He has been dying for Thai and offered on Monday but I was so stressed I couldn't hardly eat. He knows I've been cutting back, to save money, and haven't gone out for lunch in quite sometime. He said he would keep the offer on the table and mentioned it again today. Three of us went for Thai and we had a blast and I even have leftovers for the weekend. WAHOO! Thanks for lunch Google Boy, you’re a Peach!
It may have been a rainy miserable looking today but for me it I couldn't have asked for a better day. I guess patience pays off.
I'm glad you had a FFT Friday, hope it lasts throughout the weekend!
ReplyDeleteMe too!
ReplyDeleteGlad some good news came your way. Hope you go on a long winning streak. No one deserves it more!
ReplyDeleteAren't ex's swell? About a month ago, I went to drop my son off at daycare and the director tells me that I can't bring him to school today because my account is $400+ in arrears.
ReplyDeleteI look at her like she is crazy and ask her how that is possible since I have not only been paying every month, I pay the whole month in advance.
We go back over the logs and it turns out that my ex has been bringing him to daycare the two days she has him (which are her days off) and not telling me. So, instead of being charged the 3-day rates they have been charging me for full-time care. A difference of $40 a week.
YAY! I'm glad things are on the up for you! Go Red!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you're going through the same shit as me pet!
ReplyDelete(pet btw is a term of endearment, usually used in the north east of England, a place called Geordieland)
Jeremy: I hope it's a winning streak too! Thanks you always have such kind words
ReplyDeleteAllan: When I was married I would drop off and pick up Mini Red at Daycare, which was on my way to work. What's odd about this is his office was two blocks from the day care and he got off work two hours before me. Never picked her up.
E :) : Thanks chica. So how are we gonna get you back to the U.S.?
Taunted: I think everyone has shit of some sort going on. My friends and I also refer to it as black clouds.
Red, my week sucked; it's good to read yours was great!
ReplyDeletered: I feel for you, I did a lot of the same thing. I dropped him off on days she worked because she couldn't do it, and on days she didn't I dropped him off because she didn't want to get up :).
ReplyDeleteShe got off at 3:30 and I usually worked until 6:30 or 7:00, so she was forced to do the pick up.
In fact, it was funny, my co-workers/boss had a harder time adjusting to me being single than I did. When my ex left, I told them I was going to be limited to 40 hours and no more...because I had to drop him off and pick him up. Not having me in the office until all hours of the night was difficult for them, and there a lot of late night phone calls the first few months trying to make up for the stuff I used to do :).
Yay!!! I finally made it in the blog! <3
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