The past few days I’ve been feeling a distinct lack of inspiration for writing. It’s taken every ounce of grit I have in me to make myself post. I just know that if let myself skip even one day, soon I’ll be on a downward spiral and you won’t hear from Girl Friday until someone invariably kicks my ass. Said ass kicking usually come from those damn inspirational (more like conspiratorial) quotes in my daily planner, a fortune cookie, or Lucky 10-Key complaining that she’s bored at work.
Instead of being shaken up by judgmental quotes, I’ll give you a few of my new favorites.
Rosalind Russell, the most famous girl Friday said, “Flops are a part of life’s menu and I’ve never been a girl to miss out on any of the courses.” Flops don’t always taste great, but I think they cleanse the palette. If we always made the right choice, we’d miss the subtle changes in ourselves and I don’t think success would taste so sweet. I feel like this is a subject that Lucky 10-Key and I talk about on a regular basis. Just this evening she was trying to tell me not to worry so much about things I can’t control. It’s hard letting go! Isn’t it funny how easy that advice is for her to dispense, and yet she has doubts about her recent career move? I’m glad she got out of her last place when she did! I was just about to go up there and beat the crap out of her supervisor. No joke.
Stephanie Goddard Davidson said, “Instead of developing your personality, charm, or intellect, try exercising your character today.” Oh, so difficult! Some days, character is the only thing that holds my life together. I got into a rather sticky situation with the Professional Organization for Women (POW) today. The president is angry that I’m going to miss tomorrow’s retreat—I told her last week that I couldn’t go. The fact of the matter is, I am too busy to attend and it’s unfair to abandon my team during such a critical time. I have responsibilities to attend to, and I don’t feel that I should have to justify that. It would have been so easy to say something witty to the president to make her like me, but I knew the right thing to do was be honest and not make excuses. She showed no sympathy for me, and instead made feel like a seven year old. She asked if I could get out of work if she wrote a note to my boss. My boss isn’t my mother! I feel like my contributions at work are undervalued, and she will continue to perpetuate that notion by insisting that POW is more important than my job duties. Enough with her. I’m this close to quitting POW altogether!
Hopefully as things calm down, Girl Friday will be at her full strength and she’ll astound you with her sharp tongue and astute observations! For now, you’ll have to settle for random musings.