you gotta bend the rules...live on the edge...shake things up...stop at Starbucks even though you're running late.It was one of those wild days with all the bending, living, shaking, and stopping.
I find that when my week is wild, I must be the yin to its yang, planning accordingly, thinking ahead, all those totally unnatural, inorganic things. For starters, my electricity was shut off for 3 days, not because I forgot to pay the bill, but because my landlord is in fact a drug lord...one that does things that make no sense whatsoever and make you wonder, "Is she on DRUGS!?!" The answer is Yes. Yes she is on drugs. It happens to be one of those situations where in a "let me share my wisdom with you" sorta tone you explain out loud, "Ya know...ya just gotta pick your battles sometimes." With our apartment building being converted into condos, there is much to do, at least for Bob and George the maintenance men. Drug lord thinks it is acceptable to turn off the electricity, even though codes upon codes which the other aggressive female in my building and I have diplomatically shared with DL say she CANNOT. You can look it up, it's dually noted! This may seem like a small inconvenience, so you have to couch surf for a few nights, get over it Princess! To that I say Nay, take into consideration that without electricity there is no power to run your fridge, hot water, etcetra etcetra! See where this is going? As if I showered enough WITH the luxury of hot water!
Acting as the yin, I prepared my lunches for the entire week to take to work early Monday morning, and packed up the perishable grocery items I'd need for two significant reasons: 1) So that I didn't mentally freak out in regards to wasting food, and money in a less direct sense and 2) So that I didn't eat dirty burritos every night away from my kitchen, stayin the course on the health nut kick. I arrived to work early every day this week, prepared with the standard day's materials (laptop bag that makes me appear totally legit AND 10 lb. black hole I call a purse) along with the many, many items needed for my latest work task...involving but certainly not limited to raising enough funds for 17 middle school girls to very practically learn yoga, art and writing.
All this on-top-of-everythingness left me jonesin' for some rule bending, edge living, things shaking upward behavior. After my morning meeting, I left campus to gas up the 8 passenger van I'd used the night prior for said fundraiser. I knew in my gut (which is getting smaller by the way) that I did NOT have time to...do anything really, before my 9:15 commitment to a coworker.
So...in the spirit of logic, I stopped at Starbucks. You might ask, "What is wrong with you" or maybe, "What's your deal?" (to sound a little less judgey). My DEAL is that I'm a WILD thang! You never know when an Americano/Bran muffin combination is going to be interceding in my plans, baby! There's just no tellin'.
Did it all work out? At the end of the day, it did. Did I rush inside flustered to find waiting coworker peeved and quasi-yelling at me? Eventually I did....
But not before the satisfying taste of espresso on my tongue.
Wild Thang.
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