Overheard

"I've already packed up my briefcase. I have never been more humiliated in my entire life!" and then ... "I may not do that, but I just might be sick tomorrow. Okay, I love you."

While sitting in my office yesterday minding my own business, my ears were assaulted with the above conversation. One of my co-workers was on the phone with his wife. He was truly pissed. He didn't storm out of the building with his packed briefcase despite the humiliation that he endured. I don't know if he called in sick today because I'm off for the rest of the week. Guess I'll find out on Monday. I wonder what his loving, supporting wife said to herself after they hung up the phone. I remember when my guy was working a nine-to-five and absolutely hated it and wanted to quit. I encouraged him to. Of course, I wasn't depending on him to keep my lights on, so it was all good. It has taken me one solid year to be comfortable at my job. I'm still not in love with it but I'm comfortable with it. I know what my responsibilities are and I know how I want my future to look so this job is a means to an end. Know what I mean?

My first born is graduating today and he's been in a mood. Subdued, quiet. He's so much like me it's sickening. When something huge is about to happen (like when I published my novel), I was so excited I couldn't speak. Sometimes I'm so overwhelmed and filled with joy it renders me speechless. Is anyone else like that? I watch everything that is going on around me but I can't say a word. Anyway, I'm proud of my baby. My niece is also graduating this weekend. My sister made a slideshow of her first eighteen years on the planet ... I wish I could be that creative, or that thoughtful ... Today is going to be one emotional day. I remember when my son graduated from kindergarten ... people in the audience were throwing tissues at me. Today will probably be more of the same. I'll post some pics this weekend.

I better get myself together.