So, even though I have broadband I�m still writing from work�naughty naughty�but I have had the worst morning, it has been utterly headache inducing BUT the lovely clear blue sky, frosty ground and chilly air have all cheered me up tremendously and rather than stressing I�ve taken everything in my stride!! How amazed am I at myself?
First, I was running late and I KNEW my car was like a little ice cube down there, so I was flustered trying to get ready and I, like the moron I am, walked out of the flat and slammed the door behind me, minus my keys. Quite important those! So Matt let�s me back in and I grab them (the keys that is�I didn�t have time to grab at him, no matter how tempting it might be) and head off to de-frost my car and drive to the tranny station. I parked up, got out, walked up to the ticket office, and it was only then that I decided to check and see if I had my purse. And guess what? (I can hear you laughing (or perhaps sighing and shaking your head)) No. Purse.
But did I shout? Did I scream? Did. I. Cuss? Nope�I just walked back to the car and drove home to get it! I am so proud of myself! I didn�t even have any road rage! Matt made it very difficult by looking all good enough to jump on and saying things like �Well, you�re late now, half an hour won�t matter�� but I was strong, like ze bool, and I skeedaddled back to the station and got into work 5 minutes late. I was fully prepared to work 5 mins out of my lunch but luckily, my non-stressy calm and collected way of going about things was rewarded by arriving at work to find that both my bosses were late too. Joy! I laaaaaarve it when a plan come togeva! (happiness gives me a cockney accent apparently)
I�m very pleased with myself�I�m starting out on a whole non-stress thing. Even Kate thinks it�s good and is happy at the prospect of not having to sit in the car with me while I shriek and wave my fists at people who don�t understand that I have more right to be there than them. To be honest, I think that�s where the tantric driving comes from�my need to turn my driving into a more relaxed, less rushed, tiny movements kind of affair. Rather than the ramming, speedy kind of quickie driving that I do at the moment�it�s just not good for the blood pressure!
RANDOM BRAIN REVERB�
To add to all the confusion today, my stupid eyes caught sight of a label in my jacket as I was getting dressed and now all that is going round in my stupid brain are the words�
�And blessed is the fruit of the loom, Jesus�
I have BIG problems�
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