02-27-25 one more day
I don’t even know how to explain that roller coaster of a day I’ve had. I’ve gone from being so low that I started looking up sending myself flowers because I feel like when someone loses someone they love so deeply they should get flowers but as the song goes, I can buy myself flowers. I did stop myself because I can stop at Safeway and pick up some beautiful ones and bring them home and put them in my own vase and enjoy them without paying the cost of having them delivered. That is the practical thing to do. my higher brain nose that is a little bit egocentrically, but my lower one says doesn’t anybody really realize how much I lost?
Of course it is also that time of year when even if I hadn’t suffered a traumatic injury and a traumatic loss, I would be overwhelmed with my workload so yeah there’s that and that’s why I have to keep talking about it here so I don’t let it drag me down.
That is part of the reason that I wore my blingy Anaheim duck shirt and my bling earrings and my bling belt and my wonderful oversized white boots as Vancouver was playing Anaheim tonight in the Honda centre in California and I need to distract myself and root for my boys who have paid little to no attention to this season. So far they are the only thing American that I cannot give up.
After work, I was supposed to show up for the Strata AGM at 7 o’clock, but at 6:10 I decided I should go to the Fenwick and Baker and text my friend Dave to see if he was in town. It turns out he was and I joined Mike and Heather and him at a table and had a great visit and confirmed three donations from their businesses to the Rotary gala and ended up watching the game and hanging out with Dave And visiting until 1015 or so. it’s awesome to have a buddy and I’ve met his wife and she’s amazing and is totally OK with us hanging out.
The only other thing I did besides work today will stop at Encore and get a picture with Jessie as they were the first people to donate for the gala and it made me happy to bring that donation in.
Oh, and I nearly forgot. I got out of the shower this morning and realized exactly what my next tattoo will be. I have always wanted one that memorized my trip to England because that would complete my bucket list items on my travel alarm, but I never clicked until this morning. I want to do Winnie the Pooh and Piglet from the back walking towards the Eiffel Tower, and that will sum up my trip to England with the day trip to Paris. in 2019
triumphgal 