Aw honey – you are an old fart. Accept it & toot away. Remember, they can only get to you if you let them. THIS SITUATION HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! It sounds like my job, as a matter of fact. I can’t ever be a hero there cuz I make mistakes. Never mind the 103 things a day done rightly.
Insert song here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRCrmuALDEE
You have the capacities for great joy & sorrow, for turning things around & helping others, for allowances & freedom. You’ve been independent for how long now? And they don’t believe in you anymore? I call FALSIES!
I’ve just come thru all this on the job myself. Tired of not being heard or understood when things are not explained properly in the first place. Gonna stand up to it now & take notes.
Had a Dental Day. Two.5 hours there. Just before going in, a filling exited upon flossing, leaving Grand Canyon spaces I offered for rental… Storage! I thought flossing was a good thing! Imagine!
So Dentist fixed that one instead, saying she changed her mind about the tooth I went in for. Then talked to the lab who said, forget that, fix the damn tooth she came in for. (Not in so many words.) So that’ll be soon. If I want the bridge, they want to be sure the anchor tooth will hold. Sigh. It’s only $1900. I LAUGH at $1900! My name is Inigo Montoya. Prepare to die!
So I went to Circus Walmart & bought cheap malt balls, plus chai & no gallons of water as my cooler is almost on empty as I call in for my next 15 gallons. Oh well. City water can be boiled.
Hurricane Hasties here in Florida. The Weatherman Jihad begins! Rain! Wind! Destruction! Boil! Sandbag! Hide projectiles! Stock canned soup! Etc. People pushing carts with enough bottles of water to supply Rhode Island or maybe Manhattan… Clerks looking perplexed at a 60′ of empty shelving where the water they loaded this morning shows as a couple of drops & a loose label on the pallet. Lines with huge carts either full, or like mine, with four items of munchies cuz i got a craving for chocolate.
Have Thurs/Fri off!! Yay!! I don’t care if the world ends – I’ve got time off! Having today was grand. I didn’t even worry cuz I don’t care anymore. And I can’t get onto my email until I get to work for the password cuz my memory isn’t Google’s. Might have the weekend off too if QEII so decrees.
Love it. Have books, chocolate, chai, maybe movies on demand if WIFI doesn’t conk. Not too shabby. Have food, enough fruit to guarantee regularity for a couple of months, a new Magic Bullet from Target to liquefy it. It ain’t over & no one is at the mic anyway, the fat lady was in aisle four with the cookies.
So let it go if you can, suffer if you feel you must, shrink into that 8 x 8 room or put a chair in the garage & enjoy the view. We are all victim to something. It hurts. But so does seeing the women standing in intersections with cardboard signs saying “help.” I drive by in my 2023 Buick, music on, lights winking/blinking. Power down a window with a $5 bill & a blessing. Keep a few in the middle holder for this cuz they hunt you down & stare like waifs at a Christmas FAO Schwarz display.
Believe in yourself, dear one. This is not the hill you die on. If it’s only the dogs who still love you, bribe them with treats cuz they know what’s right.
YOU HEAR ME?
Love,
Carol
Riding the Light 
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