So today my horror scope read something like: You'll want to hide under the blankets (maybe even under the bed), but really you should go out and face the demons of the day. It left it unclear as to whether I'd survive the encounter. As you can tell from the fact of my posting, survive I did.
Yesterday was one of those difficult days one encounters.... it started out just peachy. Then all hell broke loose. But it was that quiet hell. Not the hell-raiser kind. Just the kind that strips away the beauty of the day and gives you the distinct feeling that the drawer under the bed is a better place to spend tomorrow.
Facing the demons of the day wasn't as tough as I thought it would be. I spent the day with my gut tied in knots, unsure how to handle some interestingly weird communication situations. Then an encounter with my boss turned things catawampus ~ which, for today, was a GOOD thing!
Confused? Well, join the club!
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