A Story Of Great Import, And A Few Goosebumps, If You Can Stay With Me!
Last night at this time, I was going over to do lists in my head. Must dos. Do, do not just try sorts of things. Have to’s. Or else. Time’s up!
This morning I looked at that list and I said, Ok, FIIIIIIIIIIIINE, but not right now. First I am going to make a different list, and do that stuff first, okay? Oh yes, my friends, I am the Princess of Productive Procrastination! But the guilt… Oh the guilt of it all! So to stave off the pressure building up to anxiety guilt of it all, before I got to the great procrastination project, I actually did something on my first list. I sat down and applied to a handful of jobs online. Jobs I want. Jobs I think I can actually get. And do. And then I turned the landline,terrestrial call home, phone ringer on, because hey, those fantastic offers can’t roll in, if all they ever get is my voice mail and never my actual voice!
So. On with the ever fascinating play by play drama that is the life of I. Next came the making of coffee and murmuring around for a while online. Then I got out the vacuum and did a quick turn around the place. Next I added that extra layer to the kitchen curtain so we won’t be blinded by the rising sun while we eat our breakfasts. Then I changed the curtain in my bedroom, cause hey, window dressings are important. And productive, right?
As I was staring sideways at whatever I had done at that moment to my window (I went with option 3, but that isn’t what this story is about), I heard my cellphone ring. If my cellphone rings before 11 in the morning, it is usually an unknown or 888 number, which I never, ever, answer. Good luck with That! Or it is my son’s school. They have only called twice this year. I stood listening to the funky music, wondering and hoping that it would go away. I think if one is going to avoid answering one’s phone, it is important to have a good ringtone, something to dance to while it incessantly plays. Anyway for some reason this time I had a notion to answer it.
Good thing I did! Because it was the job that I had pretty much forgotten I had, due to lack of ever working any actual shifts… Offering me a client for tomorrow! No warning. But hey, I did say I was available on weekdays, right? So. There I go. Tomorrow I go back to work.
But here is where the goosebumps come in. Did you know that on occasion it is possible for one particular phone line to be unable to get through to your home phone, even when the rest of the world is able to? I have talked to my service provider about this twice now. When my employers call, they just hear never ending ringing, and never reach my voice mail. And I don’t hear the ringing at all. Which they have a hard time believing. I do not have them blocked, they do not exist on another plain. Our lines just don’t connect. So after yet another conversation about this issue, I was thinking, ok time to call the service providers and verbally flail around until they solve this… I sat staring at the stupid apparently only occasionally useful phone, when guess what?! It rang. Right then, as I was staring at it! I got goosebumps on my calves. Do you have goosebumps? Let me tell you that I did not hesitate to answer that call. It was probably the most meant to be answered call to ever come through. Like I willed it to ring by the power of my own awesomeness!
And guess what else?! Go On! Guess? Ok fine. well guess who has a job interview on Thursday?! This Gal! For a job that she applied for this morning! So. Time to figure out what I can wear with my only pair of closed toe shoes that are relatively appropriate. (Think adorable slightly less than flat light brown tweed closed toed shoes. And black dress? Or blue silk shirt and brown skirt. It is May, but it was also 12 degrees celsius today, so boots might even be an option. Ok this might be for another rant…)
Tomorrow I go back to work! Exciting! It certainly feels like something is shifting. Life is aiming at a track to get back on. Now I have to go get my bag ready so I can reorganize it tomorrow morning. Good thoughts and gratitude, and just a little productive procrastination go a long way around here! Or at least go in just the right direction! I am wondering what this is. Manifestation? Synchronicity? Luck? Or just the results of a lot of effort and wishing on space hardware (See Billy Bragg New England. Really. It is the greatest song!)