Oy vey, already!
Lately, I’ve been trying to get my ‘ducks in a row’ as it were and I’ve come to the realization
that I should just stick to my original game plan which is to just wing it. Life is life, you know?
We’re not in control of much and I realize this.
So, with that said…
I went to work yesterday, PLANNING to be out of there by 11:30 at the latest and home by
12:30 AT THE LATEST.
Well, due to the fact that theater people have no concept of time I was home at 2 AM.
Yep, at morning.
I was not charmed.
One of the owners was there. He was not charmed either, but what can you do?
So, I was out of there later than expected and then the joy of the subway system in NYC…
“Hey, I’ll take the ‘C’ train…it’s closer to work and I won’t have to walk to seventh for the 2″
Well, the ‘C’ train was running…sort of…it was planes, trains and rickshaw for yours truly.
By the time I got home, I was too exhausted to blog and too frustrated to even snack.
That is completely unlike me.
I always want a snack.
On the positive side, I met a couple who were friendly, funny and worked in the theater.
Possible clients. Also, I made a killer salad for my at work dinner.
Marinated tomatoes, red onions and cukes in wine vinegar and olive oil, hard boiled a couple of eggs and then added some herb and garlic feta to an Italian salad mix.
So, eating made me very, very happy.
Across the street from my job is a lovely Chinese bakery.
They have sesame balls. I love sesame balls. Okay, they’re not piping hot, which is the preferred
method of enjoying them, but they’re sixty cents.
I love a bargain. The folks at the bakery love me already. I’m a repeat customer.
They’ve even started telling me when they’re going to make my favorite items so I can get them fresh.
I love that.
SO, maybe it wasn’t a total loss and maybe I’m just feeling sorry for myself because
I want to have a sense of entitlement.
Eh, you know…I find my joy every day. I can’t complain for long.
Life is good.
Remember when I was complaining because I didn’t have a job?
Yeah, I do. It’s pretty cool when I can give myself a wake up call.
I’m over it. This started out as a rant, but I’m thankful and I’m grateful and I’m blessed.
My friend David had a birthday yesterday and I got my call in to him before it was too late.
He phoned me back, so we shared the laughter and the love.
Who can complain when there’s so much love to share?
Okay, another semi-crisis has been successfully avoided and I am now able to walk through
this life in a state of gratitude.
Hope it lasts a loooong time.