Keep Your Skirt On!

After yesterday I was almost afraid to open my eyes on today.  But I pulled a twister on my psyche and got out the purple skirt my Mom made for me in high school.  Armed with a fool proof feel good wrapped around me - sort of "girded or girlie-d" up for the day - I swung into gear.

First stop - call M.  That did not go so well.  Missed her again today.  Not a great warning shot over the bow - but I was wearing the skirt - so I kind of had her with me no matter what.  Keep smiling, day is going to be fine.  Breathe - in and out - deep and cleansing.  Repeat to yourself - you are not a B*$#@ - you do not have to act like one.  Tension down, shoulders relaxed, breathing deep, skirt still there - check - okay - parking spot available? Yep - bonus for the day.  Up two notches.  (I was counting all the bonus points I could find). 

Elevator ride in vator without heavy cologne or extra oatmeal with syrup scent - double bonus points.  I have no idea where the oatmeal thing comes from - but sometimes you would think an entire kids soccer team had a brown-sugar and syrup oatmeal breakfast in the elevator just before you got on.  Sooo Sweet Smelling - it is not awful - it is just overpowering. Just sayin - odd way to start the day - Sticky sweet vator smells - Anyway bonus points for not that and not the OMG someone dropped their Brut in here. Next stop office -

Yep - no change there - still covered in paper.  No elves came to take care of that.   Bummer.  But not unexpected.  First call - only two new items on my list - requiring a couple of emails - and then nada mas until those have responses (don't want to get into what happens after that) but for now - not too bad.  Next call - Slam Dunk - three on our side - each make a point - round we go - proposal offered - and thank you send it in - I think we have a deal - Nice.  Sometimes our team is sick on slick. (and yeah I wrote that)

Next call - well - a little up - a little down - but I think it worked overall - who can refuse not having to work and still getting what they want?  Then the wave hit - Hard.  Client that was having meeting Monday - now having Friday - fast forward all prep for that.  Three deals need undewriting; two deals need studies completed; another proposal has to go out; and that first call - its no longer just emails -

I am now cranking my head to the left to snap the crick in my neck - I look like I have some sort of weird condition that causes me to have this repetitive and funky looking action - but it hurts and I don't have time to take a healthy walk around the building.

However - I have had at least 3 compliments on my purple skirt and I did get a letter in the mail today letting me know that I am getting some sort of special recognition award for community service within my industry - though I can't be there to get it because I am traveling - It is still pretty cool to be thought of.   Nice to know that what I do actually does improve things for people - that is why I do it (other than for the pay check).  I do need that too of course. 

And I did end up talking to the person from yesterday - and we ended up laughing so hard that the same folk I apologized to yesterday came down to find out what was so funny - so I guess I am now just crazy instead of being a raving witch.  I can live with that better - loony is better than mean any day.

So while today has been totally insane - I think my talisman has proven its worth.  I will have to protect my purple skirt - Never know when I will really need it again...................

Thanks Mom -

Smiles to You -  and remember ...........Keep Your Skirt On!

I'm Gonna Wash that>>>> Right Out of My Hair

My oh my what a day it has been.  I think I woke up with a bad case of crank-itis - and it just built up over the course of the day.

I just can't seem to let the steam out .  It is a very good thing that the person that managed to get me the most riled up has exited the building.  I really do not need to be any more of an Ass than I already have been today. 

Have you ever had one of those days - when you knew you were on an emotional bender - just careening out of control - but no way to reel it back in? - Yep - that was today - I should have stayed home.  And I may well do exactly that tomorrow - just isn't worth coming in and mucking up stuff - I can stay home and be a B*%$# all by myself - then I am the only one who needs to know I have lost it.

I hate knowing I have dumped on other people's day.  It makes me feel even worse than the bottled up anger does.  I want to apologize for being pissed before I even let anyone know that I am (pissed that is).  It doesn't really matter that I might justifiably have a reason to be angry.  There is really no good reason to dump that in another person's day.  You have no clue if there was intent - and without intent - well the anger has no foundation.  It makes the driving act more accidental than anything else.  I guess you can be mad that the person did whatever it was - but we all make mistakes and it seems pretty judgemental to hold on to a ripping mad if they really did not intend to get you there.

So all in all it deflates the anger when you take the time to ask.  Especially since you usually find that they had no clue.  And "Clueless" usually just makes me laugh. 

But today - I just reacted and let it rip - and not even on the person who had stepped up and whacked me upside the head (figuratively).  I had to apologize to the two people who had to listen to my rant - I felt like such a witchy heel for putting them in the path.  I did let the person who is likely to hear of my bad behavior know about it - Not a good idea for them to be blindsided - and I guess we can talk about it later - though I suspect it will be a couple of weeks before we land in the office together again given travel schedules - and by then - the only person who will care will be me.

One because I behaved so badly and two because I still don't know the nature of the intent of the action that spurred it all to begin with.  I guess, given how guilty I feel for behaving like a raving old crone - that I have not much choice other than to eat it - and like it at this juncture. 

And - since anger hurts the angry - I had best figure out how to do that without holding on to any steam.  That might prove more difficult as I appear to be carrying my cranky self around with me like a bowl of spoiled milk.  Just have to find a place to dispose of it and I will be fine -

Yep, a good metal sink, some hot water, maybe a little lemon juice or scented soap - and out it goes.  I am going to rinse that anger right out of my head. 

A little South Pacific anyone?...........................