Monday Morning. Vacation... Over.

My 30 day vacation is over.

30 wonderful days off.

Man... now it's over.

I am hurt.

I feel like the baby here.

I feel like crying with my mouth wide open. I mean, I need a good holler, some tissha for my snot, just need to get it all out.

Not gonna happen, though. I was weepy most of Sunday. Had a two minute crying spell this morning. Teary-eyed and it surprised me. Because you know me. I'm a hardcore Oldgirl. I am hoping to find a quiet bathroom stall if I just feel like I will totally lose it.

But when I think about having to spend my day with people who I just don't like and who don't like or give a flip about me... It blows my mind. And it's been magnified by not being at work. My mind is clear, and I had a chance to concentrate on what's really important.

Me.

And I'm not being selfish when I say that. I'm just determined not to let them run me in the ground. And I can show them better than I can tell them.

And uh, we gonna keep it that way. Stay in that lane.

This was my time to figure out what and who is important, and what and who ain't. That's been determined and I will act accordingly. And if I have to verbalize, uh, I have no problem doing that.

'Bout to put my mouth on this, babes. And when I do, it's gonna be like verbal dynamite: things get rearranged, blown up, and set straight...

(Some of ya'll will get that now. Some of ya'll will figure it out later. Some of ya'll will never get it.)

Blog fam hollers "Calm it down, Oldgirl! Get back to smurfy!"

I am smurfy... doggonit.

Let's just say my priorities are straight.

Really though.

It will take time for me to get acclimated back into the process of things. And that's cool.

I will have a GOOD day on purpose, babes.

But first I need me some good gospel music!

I leave the black gospel channel on for Oscar-Tyrone during the day, so he can get his praise on.

When I come in the house from whereever i've been, he's like "Meow, Meooow, GLORY! Meow Meow!"

LOL

(Told Ya'll I was still smurfy)

This song is in hot rotation. Always good to come in the house and hear it playing.




Glory!

Feel better all ready.

Let the new week begin... Now.

Right now.