Last night I went out to dinner w/ my brother-by-choice (
caliban1227), because we hadn't seen each other in a while, we needed to work out the details of me editing the various short (and very funny!) essays he's been posting in his LJ about his horrible dating history, and because I wanted a tarot reading. Yes, I can do my own tarot readings, but he is one of the few people who I really trust to do readings for me.
For the past two or three years that Jeff has been doing readings for me, there has been a recurring message of It will all work out. You need to be patient. Those of you who know me well are snickering at this point, because patience? Not one of my strong traits. Not a trait I'm really well-acquainted with at all, really. We've nodded at each other across the room from time to time, but that's about it. Last night's reading, amazingly enough, didn't mention the dreaded "p" word at all. No, the message the cards gave me last night was There's a huge change coming, you have the power to make what you want to happen manifest. You just need to stop worrying.
Have I mentioned that in spite of my usual perky nature, I am a worrier? Yeah, I am. So being told (and rather bluntly, or as bluntly as the cards can be) to stop worrying? Okay, *fine*, I get the message. Still not amused about it, but I am going to try.
( The cards, for those who might be interested )
Other comments of a random nature (the SFDs will be at the end, snarklings):
- I really, and I mean REALLY, need to start doing some sort of writing exercises to improve my handwriting. It has deteriorated shockingly over the past few years, and that makes me quite sad. Of course, because I am insane, what I would like to do is train myself to write with a flowing, copperplate style of handwriting. I wonder if I could actually manage it.
- The Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab(yes, clicky-link) anniversary scents were announced yesterday. I think I need to order a couple bottles of Pink Phoenix, because it sounds an awful lot like my beloved (and no-longer-available) Pink Moon. I really am contemplating three or four bottles. I've mentioned insane, yes?
- My current work contract ends next Wednesday, and I will start my 100-day break. On the one hand, eek! Goodbye paycheck, hello unemployment. On the other hand, ooh, free time! Projects! Maybe even sleep!
- Tomorrow is my birthday. To celebrate, I'm having minor surgery. But, it's for a good reason (and no, not anything either life-threatening OR vanity-related), so I'll just celebrate on the weekend.
And now, because some of you have been very patient (maybe you could give me pointers?), the Shallow Fashion Details for today:
( Because I know not all of you want to read them )
Hmmm, what else? I'm sure I'll babble about other things later on. But for now, that's it.
For the past two or three years that Jeff has been doing readings for me, there has been a recurring message of It will all work out. You need to be patient. Those of you who know me well are snickering at this point, because patience? Not one of my strong traits. Not a trait I'm really well-acquainted with at all, really. We've nodded at each other across the room from time to time, but that's about it. Last night's reading, amazingly enough, didn't mention the dreaded "p" word at all. No, the message the cards gave me last night was There's a huge change coming, you have the power to make what you want to happen manifest. You just need to stop worrying.
Have I mentioned that in spite of my usual perky nature, I am a worrier? Yeah, I am. So being told (and rather bluntly, or as bluntly as the cards can be) to stop worrying? Okay, *fine*, I get the message. Still not amused about it, but I am going to try.
( The cards, for those who might be interested )
Other comments of a random nature (the SFDs will be at the end, snarklings):
- I really, and I mean REALLY, need to start doing some sort of writing exercises to improve my handwriting. It has deteriorated shockingly over the past few years, and that makes me quite sad. Of course, because I am insane, what I would like to do is train myself to write with a flowing, copperplate style of handwriting. I wonder if I could actually manage it.
- The Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab(yes, clicky-link) anniversary scents were announced yesterday. I think I need to order a couple bottles of Pink Phoenix, because it sounds an awful lot like my beloved (and no-longer-available) Pink Moon. I really am contemplating three or four bottles. I've mentioned insane, yes?
- My current work contract ends next Wednesday, and I will start my 100-day break. On the one hand, eek! Goodbye paycheck, hello unemployment. On the other hand, ooh, free time! Projects! Maybe even sleep!
- Tomorrow is my birthday. To celebrate, I'm having minor surgery. But, it's for a good reason (and no, not anything either life-threatening OR vanity-related), so I'll just celebrate on the weekend.
And now, because some of you have been very patient (maybe you could give me pointers?), the Shallow Fashion Details for today:
( Because I know not all of you want to read them )
Hmmm, what else? I'm sure I'll babble about other things later on. But for now, that's it.