The Fall

Oh man, good morning!

I woke up at 3:39 and at 4, said fuck it and just got up. And I haven’t really done anything productive. What do you do?

I want to be a baller so bad. Just rip it out, knock’er out of the park, be a rockstar. But I’m tired.

I should hear today if I get the job at Menards. Within a month, my life will look very different. I’ll be working two jobs and I’ll be working on Willow’s Whimsy.

I did decide that I won’t quit the part time job until Willow’s Whimsy is making what I make at Menards (if I get the job). And even if that happens before my debt is paid off, I won’t quit until it is.

I’m talking every penny of it.

Because even though I’ll be making extra money at the part time gig, every single penny of that goes to debt. I won’t benefit materialistically from it.

I do want to take a short trip to Vegas next fall and a longer trip to Jersey so I can see my family.

I’ll fly to Vegas but imma drive in the dead of winter out to the east coast.

Maybe. We’ll see. If I do the East Coast trip, obviously I wanna see my mom and my sister and spend time with them, but I wanna get down to Southern jersey to see my auntie, to Delaware to see my other auntie and to Maryland to see my other sister and my niece and nephew. It’ll be a whirlwind, but a good one. 

I’m pretty much locked into having to take vacation time in our down season, which is anytime between mid November and mid March. They don’t say that, but you can tell they want us there when it’s the busy season and I get that.

And as for the other trips, the big kahuna trips as I like to call them, the ones where I would go overseas, those will come after the debt is paid off.

Because I want to go out with a bang, you know? Who knows if I’ll ever have grandkids and I’m just thinking, I’m closer to death than I am away from it and somehow, I am just praying that I get enough time to do some of the things I’ve dreamed of doing.

So backtracking to yesterday, I am struggling with a certain task at work and it’s the spreadsheet and then we have to do a tally and I get that most people would understand this. I eventually will because I’m someone who when I don’t get something, I’ll keep asking for help and then one day it’ll click and I’ll get it but it’s a conundrum and it involves numbers and counting and those are not my strong points.

If I could redo it in a way that made sense to me, that would be great, but that’s not Real Life. I have to figure this out.

Other than that, this week has gone very good and I am grateful that today is the last day and I get a weekend. If I get the job at Menards, they may ask me to come in for training tomorrow, I don’t know. I guess I’ll find out today if I get the job.

I came home from work yesterday, and my daughter was here with her Bestie and her besties son. They had done all the dishes, vacuumed the apartment, and cleaned my daughter’s room. I was so grateful.

And I remained grateful this morning as I got up and everything was in place and looked nice. That helps with the clutter in my mind so much.

I have paid attention to my behaviors this week and going into next week. There is going to need to be way more consistency. Consistency with what I eat and how I eat it and when I eat it, consistency with exercise, and consistency with my morning and evening routines.

I know that micromanaging my life is maybe not the best way to do things, but because I have been so lazy and so depressed and overwhelmed for the last four months, I feel like micro management is OK. There will come a time for spontaneity and some relief from all of this.

Right now, though, it’s go time.

I will focus on what I’m dealing with in each moment and not what I hope will come because often times, what comes is not what how we pictured it anyways.

But I also have come to see and believe, and have faith in the fact that what comes is usually better than what my plans are anyway.

Today I am grateful for the fall of Pam Bondi and in celebration of her fall from grace, I wrote this poem for her and put it on my Facebook:

Pam oh Pam

I just read the news

You’re out of a job

You’re singin’ the blues

You thought you were special

We thought you a fool

You thought you were badass

We thought you a ghoul

Now you have nothing

Can’t get your job back

Is your tongue brown and orange

From licking Donnie’s crack

You’re a merciless cow

A shrew mean and pasty

Better rethink your goals

Don’t be too hasty

For you are used goods

Donnie threw out his trash

Sorry not sorry

For your dethroning crash

I hope you learned a lesson

But I seriously have my doubts

I think you’ll find you’re a plague

And that bitch, you ain’t got no clout

Don’t let the door hit you on the way out Pammie.

SEE ya!

Lol.

I hope y’all have a great day!!

Be Blessed.

Love & Light,

Neecie