Have you ever felt like you are being pulled in two different directions? You’re somewhere in the middle hoping that neither one of your arms gets pulled off. I’m there.
There’s the office and there’s the other office. The office - those are the ones who are only for a time. The other office - those are the ones who are for a season, and the boss is there, and my pay comes from there. So, that should be a no brainer. Right? I guess. Sure. But the office - I have to look at them daily. The other office - not, they call when they need me for something.
What is she talking about - you ask. Thing is, I really can’t say, other than this... census office caper 2010. Yay. Life is too short for all the drama. I really would rather be sewing panties.
And this would be why Gregory tells me every day I am finished. The other day he took my picture of me sitting on the couch looking finished. Maybe I am finished.
Ciao Y’all
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You are not finished. You are just beginning. Maybe you have stalled, but you wll soon restart and become energized.
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