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Today I'm thankful for a whirlwind of activity.

I interviewed for a position with the state.  It's temporary but it would help me understand the role of Medicaid in the Affordable Care Act.

Sometimes we have to understand the monster that we intend to fight.

They told me they'd let me know if I got the job on Friday.

As a favor, I promised to go to a group job interview with a former colleague.

Within five minutes, I was offered my old job back at nearly the same rate.

It's about $320 less per month than I made previously.  They promised me $300 in bonuses each month.

I guess the job is at the same rate.  That certainly beats the $13 an hour offer they made me last month.

I didn't give a firm answer. 

They took it as a yes.

This company has a habit of over hiring and then laying everyone off. 

I'll have to consider it a temporary job.

*****

Summer is awfully slow in the hypnosis world.  I've only had four new clients this month. 

Of course, they're freebie clients (two are Groupon clients who let their vouchers expire).

At least it will keep me from getting bored and rusty.

Maybe a little change will do me good?

*****

I'm beginning to regret opening that line of credit for my daughter. 

The little girl who was living here tried to corral my daughter into taking her to lunch on the new credit card.

Um....no.

The credit card is for school.  It is to buy her time to pay her outstanding tuition and books prior to her student aid becoming available. 

Yes, it has a zero percent interest rate for a year

 -but-

if she carries a balance, it will hurt our credit.

Part of the intention of getting that card was to build her credit. 

Perhaps I made a mistake.

The only time I carried a balance on my credit cards was when I was married to a dolt who couldn't manage money.

For most of the marriage, I managed to pay it off every month until he lost his job......

and neglected to tell me.

Ugh....

She's never going to learn, is she? 

Maybe she's not ready to change. 

*****

We become like the five people we spend the most time with. 

I used to hang out with movers and shakers.

The stalking changed all that. 

I don't really hang out with people anymore.

I volunteer a bit.

I work when I can.

I guess those are the people I hang out with.

Unless you count the perverted people I grew up with who hang out on Facebook.....

NO....

Yeah, I was corralled into visiting my high school this weekend. 

I don't want to go!  It's not a fun place for me. 

I usually run out of the building with tears in my eyes.

I sure hope they finally got rid of that locker that my old friend dented with his head.  He'd get frustrated with me and take it out on his noggin'.

At least he didn't lose any IQ points doing that. He's still pretty sharp.

*****

I need to find my tribe again.  My tribe are typically motivational speakers, life coaches and authors.

I've got to get back to being myself again. 

Some change is good.  At my age, personality tends to be static.  I can't keep forcing myself into a box that I do not fit in.

I'm more of a do-gooder than a bitchy activist. 

I'm good at bitching......too good.

*****


Yes, I've seen the news.

Dr. Who is a girl. 

I'm not a sexist pig -but- this is certainly going to be interesting. 

It puts me in mind of The eleventh Doctor's panic at the thought that he was a girl.

When he realized he was a male, he was disappointed that he wasn't a redhead. 

You know, the least they could have done was make the thirteenth doctor ginger.

The weirdest thing of all is that....well....shouldn't she be the fourteenth regeneration? The tenth doctor regenerated twice...right?

I guess the war doctor doesn't count?

Who knows....I mean literally....Who knows.

Fortunately, it's all fantasy.  It's a kid's show.

It's okay if it doesn't make sense.

Little girls are stoked at the change.  All the girls I spoke to about it are excited. 

I'm curious about how young men are going to take this.   Up until their teenage years, most boys are socialized to renounce or ridicule anything female.  That's why they pick on girls and look upon them with an air of disgust until they're ready to date. 

This is going to be an interesting social experiment.  Maybe it will change the way kids are socialized. 

*****

They say that a kid will adopt the doctor that he or she grows up with as a role model.

So, that's where I learned that sentence.  I use it almost daily.

Jon Pertwee will always be my doctor.  I'm in the states; we only got to watch Dr. Who re-runs.  We didn't get to see them as they were being produced.  We always saw them several years after they were released.

As a kiddo, I always wanted a car like Bessie.

The closest I will ever get is a yellow jeep with a soft top.

It wouldn't be the same. 

It's embarrassing when I realize that I dress like the third doctor, too.   I like black suits with frilly tops and polished black shoes. 

Damn....I need more dresses. 

Sigh....

Love ya,

S.






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