4 nights with insufficient sleep.
I will be propped up today by sugar and caffeine.
Also: I will probably have few to no filter between my brain and my mouth/typing fingers and be as typically overhelpful as I am when I'm tired. You have been warned.
Aaand: its my MST day so I'm probably not going to be real cheerful again til 1730 when I'm off the phone for the day.
On a seperate note, here's the Free Will astrology for Cancers:
CANCER (June 21-July 22): After torrential rains caused flooding in the small town where I live, the Thai restaurant was one of the few downtown businesses that was spared catastrophic damage. The maitre d' explained to me why as I ordered my to-go dinner tonight. "We've always hated our tile floor. It makes the place feel sterile, and it's slippery. People lose their footing if there's even a little wet spot. But when the three feet of floodwater poured in, our tile floor held up. All the stores around us had wooden floors that were destroyed." This is your metaphor of the week, Cancerian. Something in your life that you have regarded as a problem will become a saving grace.
What about me I think is a problem: too emotional, too giving, too kind, great difficulty in following through (hoping this one is getting better), speech impediments, I am terse/snappy when interrupted, I don't speak up for myself enough, I can't say that I've reached my limit, I don't say "no" very well - if at all, inability to go to bed at a reasonable hour on a regular basis. There's probably more but I need to leave for work. I know myself well and I'm working on all of these.
Also: I will probably have few to no filter between my brain and my mouth/typing fingers and be as typically overhelpful as I am when I'm tired. You have been warned.
Aaand: its my MST day so I'm probably not going to be real cheerful again til 1730 when I'm off the phone for the day.
On a seperate note, here's the Free Will astrology for Cancers:
CANCER (June 21-July 22): After torrential rains caused flooding in the small town where I live, the Thai restaurant was one of the few downtown businesses that was spared catastrophic damage. The maitre d' explained to me why as I ordered my to-go dinner tonight. "We've always hated our tile floor. It makes the place feel sterile, and it's slippery. People lose their footing if there's even a little wet spot. But when the three feet of floodwater poured in, our tile floor held up. All the stores around us had wooden floors that were destroyed." This is your metaphor of the week, Cancerian. Something in your life that you have regarded as a problem will become a saving grace.
What about me I think is a problem: too emotional, too giving, too kind, great difficulty in following through (hoping this one is getting better), speech impediments, I am terse/snappy when interrupted, I don't speak up for myself enough, I can't say that I've reached my limit, I don't say "no" very well - if at all, inability to go to bed at a reasonable hour on a regular basis. There's probably more but I need to leave for work. I know myself well and I'm working on all of these.