New direction is coming...

The phone call I finally received from the director of the clinic came in today, this late morning, a little after ten A.M.
And this person discussed with me joining them in the new building this fall in another department of their volunteerism programs.
And I said perhaps that would be a better fit or some other such vague answer of maybe.
The fact that this person had enough class to try to rectify the problem was very refreshing and I felt that there could be another possible volunteer job to take on there with more maneuverability with using my scooter too, in that much larger venue.
That was one of this person’s concerns; in their current tight trailer type building, I had been cautious in not banging into anything that couldn’t take it, kidding of course, or am I? I tried hard not to hit anything, but they were truly bursting out of their seams and comfort zone with stacks of things all over the hallways and the move was a definite need…I had kiddingly expressed my desire to play bumper cars but said that I had not hit anyone today, my stock jest, while using my walker and I never ever hit a living breathing being, except Hubby, but that’s due to the law of averages.
Also with my perception off with only one eye working it could have been just a matter of time, whew, glad that, that didn’t get a chance to happen.

When at one point she mentioned that my trainer had been with them a long time. I said I guess no one else felt they could tell on her. Two analogies I gave, one of someone that I knew that treated relatives one way, with nastiness and nearly abuse and the outside world with sweetness and kindness… And that person’s occasional friends were shocked when anyone (family) who knew the real person mentioned their difficulty with them. Another situation is when I was a young person working at a well known fashion store in a very wonderful higher priced shopping fashion mall, and I was the assistant manager of the children’s department, my manager used to go out to lunch for three hours and come back drunk.
I covered for her, for I was only in my early twenties at the time.
And when finally asked about the situation I still didn’t budge or divulge. But I think they all knew and when they said exactly what was going on I said yes. After that last questioning/conversation I was offered the job of credit manager and of course I took it.
A job that I had from before our engagement as a work project for LIM, after we got engaged, and for our wedding all the way through the birth of our first son, well at least until a month before he was born. Although, they told me I could have the baby there, kiddingly, but they did have an infirmary that they let me take my lying down breaks in or get over my all day morning sickness. They were ahead of the curve back then. But in those days no one knew what they were having; it was way before ultra sounds for that, thus no reference to having a son, but I knew it and called him by name in that uterine fertile vessel there. He would kick when I would go into the lower file cabinets and yes, it was B.C. before computers; he enjoyed my reading on lunch breaks and most of what I ate, not so much my spicy cravings and he seemed to like the songs I sung, with number two son it was Chinese cuisine, and he loved all the music we played and sung with at home… as he danced within me.
Both were excellent students and number two son played his eight year old brother’s piano lessons when he was only four and he was the one that had a rock band when fifteen, Ahhh memories…

Most of my dear friends from work made me a bridal shower at work, and my maid of honor had one too, the people from work also came to our wedding and I bought my trousseau there, oh well, it was Lord and Taylor’s, and then fourteen months or so later they made us a baby shower too and my Mom even got more of my layette there… Gosh in those days we all got 20% discounts, including for your immediate family!
My gown was a very expensive sample size wedding dress that started as a size three, but with all that going on I lost ten pounds so they took it in to adjust it to my ninety pound body! It had to do with getting married to someone of not your religion and trying hard to make everyone happy about it! Still in people pleaser mode…then… never ever me then or honestly sharing then, made you dizzy and gave you gastritis (me) with vomiting, severe enough to go into the hospital for a week to rest up and be fed balanced nourishing meals, guess I lost more than ten pounds maybe, since when I got out I weighed ninety, but it was good since I had a fashion show to be in, yes I did model on and off for stores from the age of seven until twenty-one, Stern’s, Ohrbach’s while working there and Lord and Taylor’s too while working there also, in their Birdcage Tea Room.

Any-who, that was years ago and it basically all worked out for us anyway, nearly forty-two years later here we still are!

It is very important to put your loved ones first, that is not what I was saying, don’t think I have thought differently ever about that, and we all know that we shouldn’t!
There just has to be some sort of balance and as we get older, and we all learn better how to adjust that delicate balancing act, that’s all!
And trying too hard is sometimes feudal and frustrating…

Again this was a rambling one.
I do that often; jump around with my training way of thinking, as one thought leads to another…chain of conscientious way of thinking, thus writing.
Confusing to some but actually not to me, that was silly to say, of course not! I am the one doing it!

And so in conclusion you gotta hand it to USA, USA, USA! We have the most impressive athletes in this entire world; oops did I say that out loud?
Don’t want to alienate anyone, and yes, your countries did well too…
PS, and nearly all of the ones involved are either on their way to college via scholarships I bet or in college or are college grads… my few days ago Blog silliness was thought to be a truism with teasing about them not needing college with all their product endorsements, but still not a bad way to pay for higher learning you must admit?

Missy Franklin though, our gold medalist in swimming, at seventeen she has decided to stay an amateur to compete with her high school team and she turned down all endorsements, but I might have that wrong, it does sound wrong… college tuition is expensive and goes up every day! Oh well, she is capable of making that decision for herself or so her parents feel and I am sure she is, since she is some wonderful winner!

On that rah, rah, patriotic ending to our night’s journey…allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to kindly ask you to count all your blessings and share all those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!