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Don't worry, be happy

 Here i am trying to pay down all my credit and it looks like this may the busiest year for travel that i've had to date. 

 I'll be going to florida this summer. It's not any hotter there than it is here only there are BEACHES that are gorgeous.  This time it looks like shenanigans will be going as well so it will be interesting to see how it goes.  A weekend away is different than a week away.  It has been the most relaxing week of my year  for several years now......this is an experiment.  JD are the most generous couple and without them i would never be able to vacation at ALL.

And they've invited me on a separate trip.  A "destination" trip that has yet to be decided.  So while i'm paying down my cards, i'm trying to save money for life and for these trips.

With the way things are going in the world - i'm not going to feel bad for living while i can.  Who knows what changes the next few years will bring.  Somehow i don't think i'm going to all of a sudden be rich.

So there's that.

Last night i was scrolling and sometimes i hit on things that just scream my ex.  So i sent it to him and laughed my ass off.  I spent some time texting back and forth with him and actually enjoying it.  Usually i will get triggered at some point but nope.  Just a funny bantering with the full knowledge that this is what it is and nothing more.

No, i will not be sleeping with him ever again.  That's a pandora's box of emotion that i refuse to revisit.  Friends is good.  We spent a lot of time together.  We know each other.  And thats even MORE reason to never revisit that path again.  

Let's see....what else?  Oh yesterday a woman passed me at work in the hall, turned around, said "excuse me" and then proceeded to tell me that she's passed me before and that i smell wonderful.  She asked me what perfume i use?  That was nice.  It put a little lift in my steps.  I try to remember the nice things people say and do because..........well, maybe that should be the norm not the exception.

This morning in the elevator i had a realization that more people at work know me, than i know them.  People i do not recognize say "good morning Maribeth" and that also feels both good and bad.  How do they know me? And i sure hope it's a good knowing of me.  I've been here 6 years now and moved around enough to know quite a few people.  I love my job.  My career.  

That's enough for today.  My fingers are going to fall off.  It's my busy time of year and the day is going to FLY.



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