Wondering what the hot topic of conversation was after our staff meeting Wednesday morning?
It wasn’t the great new mortgage program, with up to a 40 year term.
It wasn’t the “clarification” of the dress code, specifically outlawing flip-flops as business casual attire.
It wasn’t even discussing how big the pregnant lady is & how soon that baby is going to come.
Perish the thought;
This was the subject:
Not the earrings themselves, but the fact that I was wearing them, as well as a little makeup & colored lip balm.
You would have thought it was the Second Coming the way they carried on- and frankly, it wasn’t flattering.
In truth, I was rather annoyed.
Certain people have decreed that staff meetings are “Diva Day” & I am required to wear makeup, lipstick, earrings, & heels.
I think my politest reply to this was “Bugger Off!”
The only reason I was fixed up was because I was going to the Garden Club Tea right after work- frankly, I don’t think these particular clods rate the effort.
Beside, it’s become a point of honor: no one has the right to judge my personal style (or lack of it)
But that’s another blog.
I dreamt about my ex-husband the other night; this really wasn’t that surprising, as I realized on Tuesday that it would have been our 25th wedding anniversary that day. Normally, the date goes by without my even noticing; we’ve been divorced for 19 years & haven’t spoken since his Mom died last year. I briefly thought about those two hopeful young people standing at the altar, how sad that their dream was broken; how God brought good out of a bad decision; and about the happiness I’ve found & disappointment he has lived through since then.
I dreamed that we were still married- I was unhappy, but resigned to being there- even though I had memories of being married to Chris. I have dreams like this at least once a year; sometimes, I’m getting ready to re-marry him, even though I’ve been with Chris all these years. Every time, I’m trying to figure out how to get out of it & get back to the life I want. It’s all very disturbing & a little creepy. My question to all the “Second Time Around” wives that drop by- do you have dreams like that?
Chris & Sam have gone to lunch & the movies for Father’s Day; this is one of the benefits of my children growing older- they can take responsibility for the day, leaving me off the hook. While Chris was on an all-day road call to Redding yesterday (four hours each way, plus working on the units up there), I did a little shopping by myself- finally got around to buying the bras I’ve been needing for months- & surprise! ended up with some more plants, so I begged off on “The Fantastic Four” in favor of replanting one of my hanging baskets. Of course, it’s a bit too warm to be working outside just now, so I’m thinking about going to Costco- then again, maybe I’ll go get a pedicure…
P.S.~ I did all three (note the potting soil on my pedicured piede)