My stalkers, all three of them, have been obstinate cohorts the last several weeks; Mr. Murphy, Time and the traitorous Scarlet. (You must read earlier blog entries if you are unfamiliar with the exploits of this trio) The three of them have been an absolute wicked nuisance; like a girl with an evening of fabulous social engagements but must report to work at 6:00 am the next morning. I’m having a marvelous time, not a care in the world, (except perhaps how to finance my social calendar), when suddenly, with merciless, cold-hearted calculation, the treacherous union extricates me back to the reality of my future. Today I spied them having a splendid time; they were laughing and gossiping quite audibly. “It won’t be long now” all three of them chimed in unison. They are of course referring to the imminent conclusion of my treasured sabbatical.
I’ve given up completely with regard to Mr. Murphy and Time. Exhausting my savings in the first few months, our home that I assumed would be complete by last August and after 16 months of construction is still not finished, the days, hours, and minutes moving forward to quickly and without my approval. I simply cannot control these things and therefore have given up agonizing about them. However, it is with great anguish and indignation that I must speak of Scarlet. The very party most responsible for securing our coveted option to remain on indefinite sabbatical has become fast friends with the nefarious Mr. Murphy & Time. Scarlet has abdicated her responsibilities entirely. To further exacerbate matters she has taken my pleasant disposition with her… wicked bitch!
Though I have not given up entirely I have surrendered that I will be living a bit more traditionally come July. Regrets? I should should have played the lotto more frequently or perhaps just saved a LOT more money! However, aside from this bothersome fact I am quite happy with the last nine months. The year doesn’t even remotely resemble what I fashioned in my mind; my international travels, learning two new languages, volunteer work, etc. but I still have three months to go right?
Consider this a warning, you contemptible trio, I’m not defeated yet and you most certainly aren’t going to ruin the rest of my party. And Scarlet…you have something that belongs to me, I want it back…NOW!!!
March 28, 2008 at 11:03 pm
HA HA HA HA! Forced to join ranks with us regular folks again? And I warned you that you couldn’t trust Scarlet. She made off with your pleasant disposition (no wonder you’ve been such a witch lately) and a pair of my favorite 6 inch heels. I’ve done some of my best shows in those shoes…you tell Scarlet I want them back or else!
April 1, 2008 at 6:50 pm
Aww Ms. Powell! You are hope for all of us working women that with just a little collaboration with the trio, we too could walk away from that awful hell of Corporate America! You’ve got 3 more months! And I believe you will be able to bring those 3 back to submission. Otherwise we will just have one hell of a going away party!