Thursday Thoughts ~ 8/12/21

Howdy y’all. I’m a hot mess. Many swirling thoughts. Mostly goodness too. Yesterday we had a ‘chat’ at work. A follow on to the big meeting that caused many people to spin. Me? I’m a cucumber baby.

Actually we had two meetings … the all in chat, then the department level notice of re-org. They always play music before we get started and when Rachel Platten’s Fight Song started blasting, I did too. Sobbing actually. Why?

When my dear friend Cat was prepping for surgery, the one she ultimately died from, she asked us to recommend songs for her hospital playlist. Fight Song was my nominee. This song will forever wreck me and lift me up simultaneously.

Then we rolled right into Sara Bareilles’ Brave. Jesus weeps. I was a puddle.

After my good cry, I was reset. Even more than from my week off. I don’t want to minimize anyone else’s feelings but between you, me, and the fence post the world is full of whiners. In case you wonder, the boomers aren’t necessarily the entitled ones. Entitlement to me is a personality trait or learned behavior that has no age limit.

Did the news suck? Ya, some of it anyway, but that’s life. I have choices. If you don’t like it, “don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya”. Go on get outta here said in my Bugs Bunny voice over voice. Lol.

Freedom to make our own choices. I’m telling ya what. Sweetness. Maybe my old age and life experience has simply made me malleable in the best way possible. Bring it!

Okay enough blathering about. TGIR! Lemme let ya go.

As always more to come.

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