The Following Day

Did I happen to mention the three deer hairs that are still on my car...Figured I would leave them as a souvenir.

The Holidays are always a bit difficult for me, memories invade and I become extremely emotional. Sometimes, a girl gets tired of being forgotten.

One of my jobs, I have three, was hosting a small Holiday get together for the employees. An email was sent out, letting us know that time and location and to expect the annual gift exchange. Since I have three jobs, I have to schedule my time according to the day and make myself available...So, I scheduled the time in and began making my way to the party. I arrived on time. Funny thing though~I noticed people leaving with gifts, instead of arriving. I asked, loudly what was going on and they told me that they already had the party and the time was moved up. Honestly, I was pissed. This is the one time that I get a gift that I didn't buy for myself and I enjoy the camaraderie of the group! I located the head of our organization and asked what happened...and of course, he was extremely apologetic. He forgot to let me know. He decided at the last moment to make the time earlier, so that the evening workers could be dismissed early. Funny thing, he was not the only one who could have passed the word along and the whole bit disappointed me. I cried. Seems silly to cry, and at the same time, when you think about it...I had several other things that I could have done and honestly this mis-timing thing was kinda a pain in the ass. I originally had a time set up with a friend to help me do the tune up on my car...Well, as it happened...I called my friend and rescheduled the time for later in the early evening. I got into my car and started her up when...the car decided to hesitate at the start-up again and proceeded to basically limp her way along while I tried to accelerate. (I cried again.) Of course, when this happens I cannot even raise my speed above 60 mph...So, I decided to go the long way around to my friends house and not take the highway.
As I mentioned in my previous blog, my car is psychic. Later, I found out that at the same time that I would have been on the highway and very near to the same location-time...there was a wreck with a fatality and a couple of critically injured folks. I had several opportunities to jump on the highway and I opted out each time because I knew that my car would not be able to accelerate fast enough to safely navigate on that particular stretch of road.
My car saved my life...listening to the inner voice that lives within each of us is an amazing gift.

The car has been successfully tuned up...and the light is still on...so, I ran an engine check at O'reilly's and found that one of my sensors is going out. I bought the sensor and will replace it in the next day or two...

So, anyhow...state of mind is so important...I choose to hope and there are times when I get tired of being let down...I will cry and then suck it up and go on with my day...each day is awesome! I will smile and put my best foot forward...that being either the metaphysical one or the regular one...hahah! not sure which one! Dang foot...Dang foot...