Conflicted

Preparing to leave my familiar workspace day after tomorrow after 15 years. Certainly the longest I have been in one place. Getting things packed up, and when I got down to a couple of my favorite things, ironically, I had never noticed that I had both messages in my face every day. I do try not to say "Rise and Whine" out loud so it doesn't become my new habit, but the mug just struck me funny one year and my dear sis bought it for my birthday. It's pretty too!

Years ago, a co-worker told me I was a whiner. I whined back, "I am no-ot". "See, you are too", she said back. So I bought myself a sign. Thought I could use some help on that one.

Here I am, trying to embrace change and move with the cheese like all good little mice, and I really am conflicted and just have to admit it. I'm not crazy about the new space. I was given the chance to choose, but none of the options were as comfortable and fitting as the one I'm leaving. So, there, I will be reducing the amount of lovely things that come with me, and that's the way it is. The gal who is trading places with me has known me since we were in Jr. High Physical Ed. class together and she didn't hesitate to tell me, "you have a lot of crap". That's when you know you're among friends and not just average, run of the mill co-workers, when they can insult you and you don't mind. "I do", I said. "I really do".

So there you have it, I'm conflicted, I want to whine and I want to embrace change. I've decided that I'm pretty blessed, seeing what our friends in Christchurch are dealing with, and I think I will try really hard just to be grateful that I still have an office to go to. Anybody want an African Violet? My mom gets one, but the rest are up for grabs, they really won't fit.