The spark of Universal grace
This week has been nothing if not mind-bogglingly hectic. I've been getting things ready to go to Iowa, had to present three programs at the library, and arranged several things for church. All this with no internet at home. I'm a little distracted, to say the least. Yesterday was my last day with one of my favorite coworkers. Her last day is while I'm in Iowa and she's off today. I hope her replacement is equally as cool. And I really hope that someone actually gets hired before she leaves, this department will be SO understaffed if we don't have that position filled.
However, I've decided to stop my fretting. If I don't get all my book orders entered before I go; well, I'll have plenty of time when I get back. It isn't like they'll ever actually be done. Unless something cataclysmic happens to books in general, I'm sure they will continue to be published. I'll just be behind for a week or so. But accepting that is going to be way better for my psyche than worrying and trying to rush. And I'm going to trust the universe that my new coworker (who will be working when I get back) will be awesome to work with.
Last night I tried on my bathing suit from like two years ago. I was trying to decide if it was even worth it to bring. Well anyway, I put it on and started feeling all my usual self-conscious blah about being fat and whatnot. And then I remembered that I was going to OPUS! And damnit everyone is beautiful and no one's going to care if I'm fat. And then I really did start to see myself as beautiful, it's such a great feeling to let the love and acceptance sink in. I love going, I have Opusbrain already.
This morning I heard back from the person I was expecting to take care of my cats while I was gone. He's not able to. I was a little frustrated while I wrote back to him and I know it showed in the email. Amazingness of the Universe though, someone just happened to drop by my desk who is totally willing to take care of my kittybaybees. So, that problem managed to resolve. And I'm definitely feeling peacefulness settle over me. Tomorrow, I'll be there, yay.
However, I've decided to stop my fretting. If I don't get all my book orders entered before I go; well, I'll have plenty of time when I get back. It isn't like they'll ever actually be done. Unless something cataclysmic happens to books in general, I'm sure they will continue to be published. I'll just be behind for a week or so. But accepting that is going to be way better for my psyche than worrying and trying to rush. And I'm going to trust the universe that my new coworker (who will be working when I get back) will be awesome to work with.
Last night I tried on my bathing suit from like two years ago. I was trying to decide if it was even worth it to bring. Well anyway, I put it on and started feeling all my usual self-conscious blah about being fat and whatnot. And then I remembered that I was going to OPUS! And damnit everyone is beautiful and no one's going to care if I'm fat. And then I really did start to see myself as beautiful, it's such a great feeling to let the love and acceptance sink in. I love going, I have Opusbrain already.
This morning I heard back from the person I was expecting to take care of my cats while I was gone. He's not able to. I was a little frustrated while I wrote back to him and I know it showed in the email. Amazingness of the Universe though, someone just happened to drop by my desk who is totally willing to take care of my kittybaybees. So, that problem managed to resolve. And I'm definitely feeling peacefulness settle over me. Tomorrow, I'll be there, yay.