Yesterday was football Sunday. What a good day, my hometown team the Baltimore Ravens won! I had impromptu guest over and that meant I had to get creative with the food and drink. Barbecued chicken legs, stuffed scallops on the half shell, along with a garden salad and corn on the cob did the trick. Topping off the evening with Sweet Bitch wine put the icing on the cake. It was a good positive day had by all. With so much misfortune and hardship that so many of us are experiencing good times like this has become golden. That is why it amazes me that some of us still can't get a clue. Recently a friend informed me that some former co-workers were looking to get in touch with me. Now ordinarily that would not be a problem, if these were the type of people that was on a similar path as myself but that is not the case. These people that I worked with and socialized with were backstabbing jealous mean spirited individuals who did nothing but try to cause me pain. I worked with these miserable people for years. And I suspect that they have not changed because according to my friend all they want to do is more of the same. One of them has even gone so far as to drive past my apartment check out my car and see if my blinds are open or close with the threat of knocking on my door uninvited, not because she actually cares about how I am doing but to cause mischief, believe me this is all that this person knows. What a waste of life.
In getting to a new place in my life I found it necessary to clean house. Not just the place where I lay my head but of the people and things that were toxic to my well being. When I left my miserable job behind, the miserable people went with it. God has given me this life as a gift and I'll be damned if I waste it on meaningless bullshit. I feel blessed that I got a clue, I feel less stressed and I look at things a lot differently now I take the time to analyze and know that there is more than just one way to handle everything. Life is all in what you make it. The phrase when life hands you lemons, make lemonade! is so true. In a way I feel sorry for my former co-workers because they remain in such bondage but that is their life not mines. I got a CLUE.
So until the next time, keep reaching for the good life!
drea D
