Some days I am so filled with energy…I drive to work, windows down, blonde hair whipping aroung sticking to my lipgloss and singing Gypsies, Tramps & Theive’s just like Cher…yeah you heard me, JUST. LIKE. CHER. I saunter into work with a sway in my step and a glint in my eye…(probably because a gnat got stuck in my eye and I fell off my high heels carrying all the crap I don’t  absolutely need to function at work.)   Here are some of the things I bring with me almost everyday:  Food, lots and lots of food…you would think that in the break room at work was a restuarant…we gourmet it up almost daily, which really doesn’t work for selling dresses to ladies…unless those ladies love the smell of smoked chicken on a sourdough with aioli and arugula…then they would be buying them like all day everyday and I could have retired after year two.  My laptop, so I can pretend to work on stuff.  My overnight bag that seriously might be larger than my head.  In the bag there are things one always needs for work…advil, xanax, a muscle relaxer, nicorrette, a macguyver tool, tape measure, business cards that never get handed out but get ruined, wallet with no cash..(pfft who really needs cash), keys lots of keys to things I never open because I am usually late and everything is aready open. (unless I’ve pocketed the office keys and made the 60 year old employee with heart disease have to climb over the wall to gain access to the office because as usual I was late but that was years ago and she has since taken a medical leave of absense), papers of things I need to take care of but they have been in my bag so long it probally doesn’t matter anymore and a poop bag, hey you never know.  Those are the days that I am travelling light…the days I don’t have the dogs or my camera and tripod because those things are totally necessary to me functioning at work as well. 

Today was not one of those energized kind of days…it took all I had in me not to call in sick.

“Hi its me…I am calling in sick and tired…”  Not for any particular reason other than the gallons of snot  being expelled from my sinuses because my killer allergies went into high gear today and on more than one occasion I caught my self almost using a random garment in the store as a tissue, why not my own?  Duh…its summer and I was wearing a tank top, and well instead of risking flashing everyone my junk I decided using my skirt was not a good idea either.  Beyond the allergy thingy…I have been fending off a severe case of  isthiswhatitsallaboutitis or boredytosis. Either one are completely detrimental to my mental well being, and right now maybe I have them both cause I totally keep inventing new things for me to do there that have nothing to do with selling dresses…but I am that fucking good that they all think that the stuff I do is all about selling dresses.   Actually, I have just streamlined my job so much that it now bores me to tears..at times, not all the time mind you. And I want more, like maybe I could become an internet rockstar and then I would never have to leave those and I could be the recluse I’ve always dreamt of becoming…I know lofty goals I have.   But seriously today as I was taking a shower in our outdoor shower (I know too sexy and avante garde for words) with only a towel to cover up and no phone I was so hoping The Dish had mistakenly locked me out of the house so that I had no excuse and no way to get to work and I could have just pulled up a chaise lounge and slept all day on the deck.  But I probably would have gotten hungry and then sunburned and then I would have had to toddle over to my neighbors house, not the trashy ones, worse than that, the BAD NEIGHBORS (but thats a post for another day) and ask them to use their phone…but they would probably refuse seeing as though they hate us. 

And if you were to ask me what this post is all about I would have to say I have no clue either, except that I really didn’t feel like leaving the house today but I had to because of that stupid work thing and being let down by Megamillions once again!

P.S. Between  this post and this post you might be thinking that I am a snotty hairy beast…I’m really not.

P.P.S.  I really wrote this post last wednesday and thought I would sit on it for a bit and incubate it to see what it might become, but it still is a rambling mess of a post with no purpose.

P.P.P.S.  And nothing has changed, I am locked in the office right now working my ass off.

P.P.P.P.S.  I just told The Big Wee One I was locked in the office diddling myself.