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 This morning i was dragging ass.  I went out to dinner and a movie with my bestie last night and got home after 10pm.  So way past my weekday bedtime. We saw the Devil Wears Prada 2 and it was a cute movie.  Besties real estate person does a "movie night with bestie" once a year and the movie is free and they give away raffle gifts.  Fun for something to do.  The theater was filled with women and it was so LOUD.  hmm.

Thank you to me for food prepping my lunch and breakfast for work this week because i had no time to throw anything together before i ran out the door.  Thank you me for taking care of me so i didn't have to worry about it.

No word from Cute guy yesterday.  I didn't expect it after my ignoring his out of left field texts, nor did i expect to hear from him ever again.  This morning i got a  "Cinco de Mayo" text from him.  Wooooo.  I wonder if that hurt?  I sent back a smile emoji.  Just as much effort.

Mr. Cigar was also "very busy" yesterday so didn't hear much from him at all.  This is normal for him.  He called last night but i was in the movie.  Today my phone is on silent. I have a very busy day ahead of me and making time for these men isn't a priority right now.

He needs to crave me.  So.....wish is granted.

I hate protein Special K cereal.  And i made it worse by adding splenda.  UGH.  

Yesterday my retired boss had a little episode.  He went to go get himself a salad and was brought back to the office by a nice woman who used to work for him years ago.  He was confused, told me he got lost.  He wasn't joking.  He was obviously disturbed by it, as am I.  I should have done this sooner but today if he comes in (I never really know) I will ask him for "babe's" phone number.  I always forget his wifes name because he calls her "babe" or some other romantic nick name.  He is 84 years old and has more romance in his pinky than men half his age.  

It's tricky.  He's got his pride and i have been very careful to watch out for him and not step on it.  I do help him put his coat on sometimes, and now i do run to the cafe and make him a salad (yesterday) so he doesn't have to walk down there and stand around in line.  He isn't always stable on his feet.  I don't want him falling.  Which is also why i want his wifes phone number.  I know, we work in a hospital.  If I thought he was stroking out i'd call a code BUT this is more disorientation.  I think he would rather i call his wife than someone here if needed.  I will talk to him about it today.  It's touchy.  

My "new" boss will be back from Italy this week and hopefully we can discuss my role here.  I don't think he's made it a priority due to the overwhelming amount of work he does.  However, if he wants to keep me here with him he needs to talk to whoever it is he needs to talk to.  In the meantime, i have applied to two different jobs.  Each look good, and i more than qualify for both.

The issue is that because there is a union, they must interview people even if they already have someone selected for the position which, in my experience, is almost always.  So getting an interview isn't a good sign.  Getting a job offer is. 

So today is about me ignoring my phone.  

I downloaded an app a few weeks ago that is supposed to teach tarot readings because it breaks it down and tests you.  It's kind of fun and it has me engaged.  I'm actually getting it now - I have the intuitive side of it down, but i've alway found it difficult to remember what each of the 78 cards means.  I love how they break it down and make it easy to remember.  That said, i dragged my mini collection of cards out last night (yes after 10pm when i couldn't sleep) and ordered a brand new deck that i think will be my "main" deck going forward.  

Hey, maybe it can be a side gig.  Who knows?  If i'm good, which i will be.....why not.  I will practice on my friends and aquantences first and make sure i have it down.  I'm feeling a bit exctied about it. 



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