Yes, it is spring. And to many this means love is in the air, blah blah blah...you know how that one goes. To me it means this is one of the two times a year when the windows are open for a few weeks. Trees are starting to bud which means the flowers aren't far behind and I will be closing up again and turning on the air before the pollen infiltrates and makes my nose run for the Arctic. So the windows are open, to most this would be a pleasurable thing they would not think twice about, not at my house. This is the time of year that my neighbors whom I adore! get a peek into my life.
The other day I was walking around my house giving some song, I don't remember which one my best lung filled harmony...in order words I was belting it! As I walked into my bedroom with the open window that faces Richie's yard and realize there's Rich! I did a u-turn so fast out of that room. He is so kind, he hasn't said a thing but I know he heard me...and no I didn't stop I just went into the office instead.
Today I left work early because I was not feeling well and I wanted to take a nap before leaving for Chitown. I slept til 4 PM which was much needed and the headache was gone when I woke. But sleeping felt really good! I got up and was on the road by 5 PM but not without a verbal lecture to myself about sucking it up and remember you got yourself into this whole MBA mess. I am positive if my neighbors heard any part of my self lecture that yes was an outloud monologue with myself they would have been chuckling.
C'est la vie!
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You know what the problem is? You are not embracing your insanity. Stop worrying about people hearing you sing... add in a solo aria and upgrade to a soprano-esque holler. Furthermore, monologues given in public places are encouraged, especially when you make it a dialogue between you and your second or third personality. Live it, love it! Hope Chi-town was nice at least and that your hell-hole class was better this week.
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