Merry meet to my wonderful friends and any others who might read this. At the moment I have two jobs, though I doubt that will last long. Between the two I am wearing myself out. I have a person at my mail(fulltime) job that I do not get along with and today really pissed my off. I wear a beautiful pentacle surrounded by a celtic knote ring. I never take it off. The only thing I have done with it since starting this job is shorten the chain so its more of a choker. Well today Chad asked me what kind of star it was and I told him "Its a pentacle. I'm a witch." He tried not making a face and than said and I quote. " You cant wear that at work." I said Oh yes I can. Its a religious symbol and I can not be told I am not allowed to wear it." He then said "It dangles. Your not allowed to wear dangle jewelry." I then replied "Only the end of the chain is danggling. I shortened the chain cause it was too long. This star is a religious emblem and I know they can not tell me to take it off. I am not going to take it off." He than started on me about my shirt and hhow It was not buttoned to the throat. I was wearing the kinda shirt you only button to the throat if wearing a tie. My manager and district manager have seen how I wear that shirt and have said nothing. Chad is an asst. manager like me, but has been with them longer then me and thinks he can boss me around. My manager heard everything we said and said nothing. She is a nice person but seems to let chad have the run of the store. I am supose to be moved to a store closer to my house and am looking forward to getting away from him. I get along with most people but he has always treated me differant and now that he knows I am a witch his body language and what comes out of his mouth is even more to my disliking.
Why do people judge us so wrongly. If I had had a cross on he would have not said a damn thing. Its really irritating when we are treated as we are.
On a diffant note... The other day a guy came in to my job and made a comment about my pentacle and I said thank you.He asked if I practiced or was with a coven I said I was a solitary cause I didnt know any others in the area. He said he was solitary too and then we started talking and before he left he gave me his phone number saying he thought we would have fun hanging out togather. I did mention coven space and mentioned how wonderful Nyanah had been to me and how she was a voice of reason during my break up with my now ex. He smiled and said its noice to have people to count on and said he would have to check out covenspace. I havent called him yet but I am planning on it. Honestly when he gave me his phone number I was kinda shocked. It felt good to be noticed, even if for only my pentacle.
Well as usual life has punched me in the face and its all but 100% sure I am not going to daytona for the race. On monday I lost my job for reasons that were not true and far less than what another manager did and got to keep his job cause he is my ex-bosses pet!. Any how, if I go I risk having no money for my suv payment next week as this friday will be my last full week paycheck and next weeks will be all of 10 hours... not even 80 bucks, cause the company I worked for pays hheir people... including managers shit for pay. Lets put it this way, I made less than double digits and I was an asst. mgmt. Im partly glad im out of there but wish my other job oppertunity has come about before this happened. I so had my heart set on daytona and Im so disapointed that I most likely cant go. My ex who is still an important person in my life said if he was me he would not go, neither would my mom. Part of me wants to say screw it and just go, but the practical side which Im surprised im even listing to thinks I should do what Steve and my mom would do and stay home. *sighs* I mean there is always next year... Either way I will post here the outcome.
Blessed be to any who might happen upon this blog.
I have been rather busy the past few weeks. Working and moving back home. I am planing a three day getaway to Daytona. to see the pepsi 400. I will know for sure if I am going on thursday. I will admit I will be disapointed if I can not go. And the only thing that will stop me at this point is lack of enough money. Or heaven forbid, my suv breaks down. Daytona is not exactly peace and quiet, but its down time from work and other stresses I am dealing with right now.? I hope all my new friends here are doing well and I will keep you posted on the trip and how it went.
Have you ever questioned why you were born when you were. What your purpose was. Who your friends and family are. Why you give your heart to those you do Or better why thoses same people you trusted with your heart wound you. I offten wonder why it is now I am meant to be here. Why I have loved who I did only to be hurt or crushed by deseption and lies. Why would I care for those who in the end cause one to question their own exsistance and or selfworth. Have you ever been with someone who you feel you could be happy with... yet have trouble trusting them cause of their own words or actions, even if said words or actions were not meant to hurt.How many times can one forgive before they should give up. Why would the fates give us a life where we would question why we were here or why we should bother going on. Just surviving is not a true life journy, but to live life to the fullest is what I think the fates wanted for us.. yet when one is thrown painful roadblocks, one learns just to survive and begins to give up on living to their fullest potental. I sumtimes wonder why I bother going on day after day, yet I have no wish not to. even in ones darkest moments the simpliest thing like wittnessing the beauty of a glorious sunrise or set makes everything right in the world... hence making life worth living.
Well its been a week and a day since I had my gallbladder removed. I am healing, but slowly. It still hurts to take deep breathes, hicup or cough. Even laughing hurts at times but I know it will take a while for my body to be whole again. Tomorrow my beloved mate will be going under the knife to have his knee fixed. I hope it works and he is back to normal after it heals. He has been dealing with a bad knee since oct when he hit it really hard at work. I dont go back to work till next week so I will be here to care for him. He is such a " I can do for my self " kinda person being helples will drive him bonkers. As I write this I am waiting for him to come home so we can go out on a 'date' before he gets laid up for a few days. We havent gone out on a 'date' type thing in a while this should be fun and whats even funnier is I am all ready to go; even in a skirt and heels. Im a tee and jeans kinda girl so to be dolled up is a once in a while thing. Well I guess I will close for now. May all you have a blessed day.
