On Tuesday, a conference call that would have been an update of what I have done, ended with "I don't think it will work", "I need someone who is next door to me". He did indicated what his expectations were, which is a committed half time, half time is left to play with colors, words, and other stuff.
I wondered if was going to work, just to set up, access the databases, and other stuff, took even my personal time. He thought I was a whiz with numbers, little did he know that I thrive more on colors and words. Sure I know my ptri even my abc, but it is so easy to get lost in this activity. I can't be captivated by it, so in between gross margins and labor revenue I find myself thinking of other things.
That is the consulting world dear readers, but wait I am digressing here. My point is, while I am realizing that it is going to be a difficult endeavor, having to travel to SAC on a regular basis, I was hurt that it was taken away from me. After a few moments of self recrimination, I dusted myself off, I know that it is Lordy all along, for how can I think of other things, my RCIA article for example, and such other things that constitute life.
Pride is all there is, guilty as charged.
Aging with joy...jauncing through life, like it's the first time, a great discovery, sharing experiences about my life as an elderly woman. There is joy in aging indeed, there is wisdom earned. The wisdom to believe, to cook brazenly and to eat wisely.
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Thursday, October 11, 2007
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Expiration date..
I found that I am holding on to old things, things that has no value, things that has expired. RT Amtrak tix from DC to Virginia beach, residual tix value from SW, commuter checks, SF cable car, coupons, and miscellaneous other things. Change in plans-driving instead of the train ride, different airports, or just plain forgetfulness. I have good intentions, use it when I come back, but never had the chance.
Expiring in the old days, means something else, not just a date on a piece of paper but the ultimate expiration. "She expired of consumption." Death of tuberculosis. No beautiful words to sugarcoat such a loss. Can I say then that I WLL EXPIRE when I am good and ready?
Planning things out does not seem to work. I wonder if that is the same with life, no matter how much we plan, it will not pan out, the way we wanted to. He has big plans, all the time, things that we don't even consider.
Expiring in the old days, means something else, not just a date on a piece of paper but the ultimate expiration. "She expired of consumption." Death of tuberculosis. No beautiful words to sugarcoat such a loss. Can I say then that I WLL EXPIRE when I am good and ready?
Planning things out does not seem to work. I wonder if that is the same with life, no matter how much we plan, it will not pan out, the way we wanted to. He has big plans, all the time, things that we don't even consider.
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