I Think It’s Called Karma

The scariest thing about life is wasting opportunities and settling for anything less than your heart’s desire.  It’s a little bit cheesy, but admit it, it’s (a little bit) true.  I don’t want to waste my life in a cubicle, so I push myself.  I forgo sleep.  I fall behind in my regularly scheduled programs.  I don’t pick up the phone for days.  I make sacrifices for writing because I want something bigger than this life and the only way to get there is on the long road of perseverance.

I talked to Lucky 10-Key tonight and she seems about ready to move on to the next phase of her professional life.  I celebrate that decision.  She is too fabulous to be stuck in a dreary building.  She’s the Superheroine of City Style, after all!

The simple act of asking for more from life means you are ready for the universe to open up doors and windows to new possibilities.  Whisper your dreams and wishes to the wind, work hard at everything you do, sow love and kindness, and watch the world return to you the gifts you deserve.

Currently playing:  Maria Taylor, One For the Shareholder 

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It’s Only Money, Honey

I got all my paperwork in order this weekend.  I’m all caught up on the personal filing that has been overflowing, and I even did my taxes.  This is the latest I have ever done them, and that’s because I’m actually on solid financial ground for once in my life.  It feels good, but I’m not accustomed to the ease of it yet.  When did ten whole dollars become just 10 bucks?

Some people are uncomfortable when it comes to money; I guess I’m just not one of them!  Even when I was temping, I always got by.  All those cheesy clichés are true when it comes to money—where there’s a will there’s a way certainly applied to my tenacity in finding every spare penny so I could summer in New York with Lucky 10-Key.  Now I’m seeing how the other half lives and the view is gorgeous.  I can buy a bunch of stuff that I don’t really need, but it looks pretty and is great at collecting dust.  Don’t get me wrong; I love that I can finally be the generous friend, the daughter who isn’t shaming the family, a breadwinner and bringer of bacon.

I think it’s important to hold dear to that other money cliché—money can’t buy happiness.  You can fill your life up with stuff, but stuff can never fill YOU.  Instead, fill yourself up with something more significant like zest for life, passion for your art, and awe in things immaterial.
Currently playing:  Michelle Featherstone, Always For You

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The Good Kind

I’ve had two great days in a row, and if I was and optimist I’d say that a few more are on the way.  I’m about due, don’t you agree?  The whole reason I started this diary was because I was having more bad days than I knew how to cope with.  Talking about things that irked me made them legitimate and tangible in a way.  I’m not just some raving mad woman, I am a woman with a story and I have found an empathetic audience.  Thank you!

Here are some highlights from the past couple of days…

Friday–Children’s Day:  The University puts on this annual event for children of staff, faculty, and students.  I volunteered and corralled a group of 5 through 8 year olds.  We learned how animated Claymation films are made!  I have a newfound appreciation of Wallace and Grommit.  The kids drew their own two-frame cartoon and were quite impressed by their talents.  We also went to the touch tanks at the Marine Science department.  I’ve never been a touchy-feely person, but it was nice to be around a group of kids that don’t mind being tactile with slimy and spiky creatures!  I practically adopted a small child after he gave me a hug for no good reason other than doing my job and helping him out.  My six-month review isn’t until June, but I don’t care what my bosses say.  Kids know what’s up, and they dig me.  I concluded the afternoon with a Carb Fest by the lagoon.  Linda, my favorite Irish gal, egged me on to eat more than my fair share of sugar.  The wee lass bested me by eating twice as much.

Saturday–Fragrance Festival:  Latte Lady and I are nursing our perfume hangovers right now.  I’ve got an actual cocktail in my hand—The Pink Fairy’s concoction of Ruby Tangerine and Vodka—while Latte Lady is probably sleeping it off.  I have enough perfume samples to last me a lifetime!  I feel totally decadent though—I already have a list of scents I’d like to add to my collection—Magnetism by Escada, Musc for Her by Narciso Rodriguez, and London by Paul Smith (for The BF). Since I can’t afford the whole fragrance counter, I settled on one favorite for myself and one favorite for a worthy Gal Pal (who just so happens to have a birthday coming up!).  To give our noses a reprieve, Latte Lady and I lunched at the Nordstrom Café.  It was fantastic fabulous!

There was not a glitch to speak of these past few days, and not a complaint uttered by these lips!  Let’s see how long this lasts…I promise I’ll be a good girl!

Currently playing:  Gabarge, Run Baby Run

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