IT’S A RANDOM KINDA MONDAY

I’ve been thinking a lot about what to write. I have to say I’m more than a bit jealous of people like David, who has such a glut of ideas he claims not to have enough time to put them to paper (electronic or traditional). I often feel like he’s inferring it should be this way for me as well. What he doesn’t take into consideration when saying this, is that I am not an idea person. You know what I mean? Some people have all the ideas, and others are the grunts that get stuff done. SNORK! GRUNT!

So what do I do? Well, I do what anyone in this day and age does. The synonymous function of “look it up,” I Google it! And of course, got what I already know about finding ideas in your environs and using cues etc. Is it a sign of my stubbornness or how stuck I am that I find all of that useless? If it’s the former, you can tell me….no wait…don’t… well, maybe, maybe, tell me, well I don’t know, yes….Could it be I’m just indecisive?

*****

On Mondays I stop at Dunkin’ Donuts and get a coffee for my friend Rita, and a tea for myself. I have two cup holders so I don’t waste one of those cardboard carrier thingies. This morning I put the coffee into the cup holder to the outside of my steering wheel and as I took a corner it turned over in my lap. Luckily I have a stupid tolerance for pain and surprise, and had time to think “It could be worse, but I should grab that.” It’s times like that, when I know I have learned something about patience and tolerance over the years. In the past I would have driven straight into oncoming traffic out of sheer frustration and pissed-offedness (like that word?). Luckily I keep a pair of spare pants in my trunk. Girls without colons do that. Yeah, I know, TMI, but I can’t protect you from everything… Actually I haven’t had to carry those spares for several years now, and I was surprised they weren’t too tight. GO me! No, no , DON’T GO me… YEAH me! Undecided? Yep, that might be it.

*****

My dog is so bald he now needs a blanket at night. He insists on sleeping on me. I’m sweating and he’s shivering. I’m still more pink than he is. Why is he so cold?

*****

I’m sitting at work and typing this realizing as texts come into my phone, that I may be the only person in today. It is Patriot’s Day which I forgot AND the first day of school vacation. Hopefully that only pertains to staff and won’t include clients not coming in. A whole mess of staff are on vacation this week.

*****

I hope I am not able to look back on my life some day and realize I didn’t come into my own until I was really, really old. That would suck. Moral of this story? Don’t look back cuz the past sneaks up like you’re a cheap strumpet wearing stilettos in a slasher movie.

*****

ok, well, my first client should be in soon so I will see you later! Have a good day, and if you think ya have something fun to write, that you don’t wanna write yourself, let me know!