Poems of Love

yes that is what we are getting hit with now. wet. slush falling pounding down. it is gross out there. school it closed, and i say a prayer for those who have to venture out today. 

i have to be one of those, have to go to the pharmacy to get my Rx filled. those little exposures on saturday sent me to the ER last night.i am still feeling gross. my chest is itchy, the cough is tight. my lungs hurt. i am thankful that i can do my job today from the comfort of my room. i had many thoughts about things yesterday, how i am being confined to my home due to perfumes and scents. it does not seem fair to me. i did nothing wrong. i did not bring this on myself. 

i have decided to forgo the trip to PA next June, for the women's conference. i got slapped with reality yesterday, and had never even addressed this concern before that. how can i sit in a room full of women and not think that i would be safe? i will just have to think of another way to celebrate my 8th sober birthday, next year. 

i am grateful to have a snow blower that is all tuned up, gassed up, and ready to take on winter. this kind of snow, though, is generally very wet and heavy, like slush, and that is hard to blow. we'll see how the day ends up. 

i slept ok last night, for the time i was asleep, and i do not even recall dreaming. that is always a bonus for me. i awoke laying flat on my back, with two cats at my feet, holding down the blankets. and they were the two smallest ones, pepe and tink, amazing how two little bodies can hold the blankets down so well, and keep me tucked in all cozy and warm. 

i work from 11-7 today, yay for another full shift. tomorrow will be the same, and possibly wednesday as well. that works for me. then shorter shifts later in the week, 5p-9p, working on a polling (political) project in my time zone. kinda looking forward to that. my team supervisor said that flow rate in the eastern provinces is actually higher than other areas of the country. i told her that was because we were polite, and realized that the people calling were only doing a job, making a living just like every body else, and to be kind, and not rude. hey canada, take notes!!  she also told me that BC is the province that usually yields the lowest flow rates. in other words, more refusals. i got to thinking the other day, unless you are the Prime Minister, no one is so busy that they can't part with 10 minutes of their day. instead of looking at is as an infringement of your time, look at it as you are making a contribution to something worth while. in training i learned that market research is a tough business, and it is there to make things better for the greater good. and why not be part of that? 

have as good a day as you all can. make today GREAT~ poet.