Happy Easter! Oh, wait. Uh oh. Waaaaamp wammmmmmp.
Okay, that’s a bit much but you guys already know that I’m clearly a bad person.
The above picture is more like a representation of what was my “career” at the local cafe. I haven’t posted for a few weeks because I wasn’t sure what to say. Things took a downhill turn between me and the cafe head manager, one could say. I tried, I really did. I worked hard and was dependable. The staff and clientele all took a liking to me. I didn’t complain when she gave me an awful schedule. Closing at night and then opening the next morning. Three days straight. I could stomach it all because I really liked the job. Until.
Oprah often says that we teach people how to treat us. It’s completely true. If someone treats you with disprespect or condescension and you allow it, then you’re essentially telling that person that it’s okay. Me?
Notsomuch. I let a couple barbs fly without comment but you’ve got to remember that I’m forty three years old. There’s no cause for berating or belittling me. What made this even more awesome was when this occured, there was always an audience, be it the staff or (even more awesome) a CUSTOMER. I can’t tell you how incredibly embarrassed I was for my manager when she recently scolded me in front of a patron. I simply caught the eye of the customer and loudly said “I’m having to dig pretty deep right now”.
Suffice to say I became Jenny Paycheck yesterday when I waltzed into the joint and told her that she could take this job and shove it. Hard. Okay, I didn’t actually say that but I thought it. REALLY HARD. I used the sage words of the Judds and simply said that this job “isn’t going to work for me”. Brilliant.
Freedom. Just like that. I slept better last night than I have in two weeks.
I had it in my head that I was going to unload on her and let her know that she’s unpleasant, unprofessional and downright mean. Something told me that she’s heard this all before, and isn’t bothered. So, I took solace in that karma can be quite a bitch indeed, so therefore I need not be. I am on to bigger and better things.
Let’s start fresh, shall we?
That’s much better.
I gotta tell ya, I love this dog but he’s pretty much worthless when it comes to watching guard over his kingdom. For example, last night a large rabbit inexplicably entered our home and left eggs, chocolates, baskets and goodies EVERYWHERE. There was a basket for me at the end of our bed this morning. Johnny found a basket upstairs filled chockfull of his favorite things as well. Two little girls followed a trail of chocolate eggs throughout our home to find bunny shaped baskets overflowing with treats. Candy, bubbles and wildflower seeds just to name a few.
After that fabulousness, I donned my Easter bonnet* (my bike helmet creatively decorated by Lilly, age 9) and hit the trail with my friend Crystal. We rode 12 miles through a rolling greenway and enjoyed every minute of such a beautiful morning. I came home and made a hot pineapple casserole and we headed to the in-laws for a huge Easter feast, complete with egghunt. Now it’s time for cocktails on the porch and then later, a spaghetti dinner and a lazy night. Could I have had a better Easter? I submit to you, I could not.
I know that Easter isn’t about the bunny anymore than Christmas is about Santa.
I know the reason behind the holiday and it didn’t pass me by on this beautiful day. Resurrection is a powerful word and I think it’s going to play out a lot in my future. I’d like to think that my place is in the light and no one is going to take that away from me.
* I realize in the above picture it looks like I have more chins than a Chinese phonebook but I think it’s more the dumbass tongue move I’ve got going on. What a tool. Oh, and those are yellow crepe paper streamers attached to the rear of my helmet that totally caught air while I was riding.