It’s Wednesday, and I’m stuck at work. Instead of being at home, listening to music, dancing with zoe, I’m typing and answering phones, all alone.
Its hot today. I’m in a bussines attire that doesn’t match, and sewed side because I've been using this since college.
After I got myself an small bowl of pasta this morning, i thought it can suffice my hunger for the whole say.
Do you want to slap me yet? Because it’s this train of thought that made me want to soundly whack myself in the cheek. If I were the super amazing DJ I wish I were (yes, I’m a girl who’d like to be a DJ), you’d hear that Fat Man Scoop rewind sound right about…now.
It’s Wednesday, and I get a fairly (as it’s rarely completely calm in hotel business) quiet work day to catch up on some stuff. Stuff that needed doin’, darn it. I’m able to take a few moments during a busy work day and recognize my blessings. And I have a job to be stuck at on a Wednesday, which not everyone is lucky enough to possess. The family will be there when I’m done.
It isn’t even really that hot anymore, thanks to a little rain this afternoon. The cool breeze blowing. The trees are dancing in the awesome gloomy afternoon, which compliments beautiful sunset. And my business attire fits, is comfortable, and has kept me in a decent look.
I was able to have breakfast this morning, and sit to enjoy it. Who cares if I spill some on my balzer? That’s why the paper towel is in existence. At least, one reason.
When I get home, I will get to enjoy dinner with loving husband, wash my spillsome blazer, put on flip flops, and go to sleep safe and sound. I will wake in the morning, and remember that I am lucky to have these things, in addition to much, much more.
Today, I will remember to feel lucky, happy, and blessed.
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