Saturday, October 13, 2012


Last week was truly one of the worst weeks of my life.  Every day dealt a new blow, including an unexpected reprimand from one of my bosses. He is retiring and I had not made enough of a fuss, so he became snippy. When I came home that day, I just sat there in a glum stupor willing the day to be over and my luck to turn.

There’s been a good sign.  Round one of the property damage battle goes to (ting, ting, ting)…Snivelly!

It’s only the first round. My other boss phoned me and asked if I was OK. I said, “Well, my stomach is a bit more unclenched than before.”  It’s true — I was so stressed that my stomach had been in a knot. I had not realized how this sounded in a literal sense. He thought I had diarrhea.

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