Accomplishment, etc.

First, I just wanted to comment that I had a nice driving experience this morning.  I was in the left turn lane at a rather busy intersection.  The left arrow turned yellow and was sort of stale so I stopped.  No one honked at me which, in itself, was nice because you know how they’ll honk at you if you don’t just absolutely take it to the limits.  But I stopped even though I probably could have pushed it (aggressively) and mad my turn.  Then, when the light turned green for all traffic, the lady that was across from me in the on-coming lane waited for several seconds, just in case I would have gone.  After those polite and careful seconds, she proceeded and I thought to myself, “What good and cautious AND courteous drivers we both were – no aggression, no road rage, just common courtesy and good sense.  This is how it should ALWAYS be out on the road.”  Dumb as it may sound, it sort of made my day.

I didn’t have to work at Starbucks today which was only nice because then I got to sleep late except that my husband (who is out of town at Cedar Point with my son) ended up calling me at 5:45 AM because he missed me.  If I hadn’t been so exhausted I would have been livid.  This morning was the ONLY day I was going to be able to sleep late this week.  While everybody else had a four day work week, I had a six day work week because I had to work at Sbux on Monday and Saturday and today, on my Sbux day off I had to work at the law office.  (And, of course, on Sunday I have church so I can’t sleep late.)  Anyway, I was able to get back to sleep but not soundly.  I never did achieve Zen sleep again this AM.

I goofed off way too much at the law office today and I never do that.  I went online and read some diaries and stuff.  I felt sort of guilty for that.  I don’t like to cheat my bosses.  I’m just not that kind of worker.  Not only did I read some diaries, I also had a couple of personal conversations with other lawyers there, which I rarely if ever indulge in (at least not at length) I generally keep all personal talk very short.  I figure my boss is paying me so if he wants to talk, so be it, but other folks can’t talk on my bosses dime.  Today, however, I was way too relaxed and didn’t work at the fevered pace at which I generally work.  Still, I managed to get a LOT done.  My only defense is that I don’t get even 1/100 of the amount of personal calls the other assistant gets throughout the day so I can hope that sort of even things out. (I know I know, that’s pretty flimsy justification.  The point is NOT to cheat the boss and the point is NOT to be less cheating than the other assistant, don’t think I don’t realize that.  At any rate, I’ll make it up to him somehow.  I’ll take some time off my pay form or pay it back in little fifteen minute chunks over the next few weeks.)

Anyway, once I got home I got more accomplished.  I had a totally free evening last night and tonight.  I spent that time editing my “Muffet” book.  I keep calling it that even though there is not one mention of the word “Muffet” in or around the book LOL.  I call it that, though, because it originated in that diary, however.  The book, itself, is really coming together.  It is almost ready to actually begin the long process of submission.  I think I need to add a few chapters to glue some loose ends together.  I certainly need to write something about when she has her child.  Of course her dad has to be there.  That’s the biggest gap that needs to be covered.  Other than that, I’m pretty much finished.  It has been a long and very emotional road writing that thing and I feel as if what I’ve been through on that Muffet journey led to a great deal of the emotional mess I found myself in over the past few months.  I separated myself from it over a few weeks and only was able to go back to it as of last night.  Reading it now, having sort of de-sensitized myself from it’s association with my therapist, I am extremely happy with the way the book turned out and with the character of the man I “created” in the book.  The writing is clean now (unlike in the diary) and emotive.  I’m really happy with it and feel as if I accomplished a lot over the past couple of nights.  It took a number of solid editing hours, but it was worth it.  Part of me, however, suspects this may only be the beginning.  I’ll bet some editor someplace is going to have lots of demands before this thing ever sees the light of a press.