There are mysteries in this world. I’ve been mystified as to why the universe has chosen to leave me working in place that is clearly and blatantly unhealthy, in every way. I am no longer mystified. As I near the end of my sentence, things that were hidden are stepping into the light. The truly… Continue reading The hand that is dealt…
Author: Maggie Turner
Van Gogh!
We have had a busy week! On Friday I had a fall at work. One of the workmen left pipes across the office floor and I tripped over them and fell to the floor. Sigh. A few hours at the hospital waiting to see the doctor, just some swelling and muscle spasms. Forms were completed… Continue reading Van Gogh!
Working it Out
I feel like the battery bunnie, hitting my drum ever more slowly! Attila and I are very tired. He worked six days this past week, and I worked “every minute” this past week. What I mean by every minute is that even when I was home I was thinking about work; and even when I… Continue reading Working it Out
Rosetta the Puppet
I had a wonderful Mother’s day! I did not get to see my Mother, but I did send her a card and we talked on the telephone. How lucky I am to have her! She lives near my two sisters, and their children, so she was kept quite busy with comings and goings, not to… Continue reading Rosetta the Puppet
Forked Tongues
We watched an episode of Better Off Ted, where a international corporate employee stole all the creamers daily as an act of individuality. Me, I am stealing my legislated break time, 15 minutes, what a heist!! I am told I can take my two fifteen minute breaks, but there are consequences, social consequences, if such… Continue reading Forked Tongues