It has been a seriously strange week.  Not bad, just strange.  Strange like Twilight Zone, not strange like  Tom Cruise.  (If it ever gets strange like Tom Cruise, I beg of my friends to please lock me away for the good of humanity.  Or, at least, use me as weapon.)
And, away we go!
- So, we're moving the spa into a much better building with a much better landlord and into a town that literally is so excited we're coming that we have people we haven't seen in months showing up asking, "Are you guys really moving back?" Â Yeah, it's awesome.
- Okay, so it's Spa Owner that's built that rep, but they all look at me with respect because she has the opinion that I'm a good therapist. Â You know, that's such a great feeling, and damn, I could never ever pay that woman back even if I gave her diamonds forever.
- The only catch to the move? Â The one therapist with the hoarding problem who has been living at the spa - and denying she's living there despite our telling her we know - to avoid the very hoarding problem that will not go away just because she's unethically living at the spa. Â Yeah, it's seriously that screwed up. Â She's a fabulous person, but damn if she doesn't need some serious help.
- We're still moving despite her psychosis.
- So, two days ago, I was thinking about an old client and wondering why we never got back in touch. Â Spookily he called me yesterday. Â No complaints, though. Â He is a regular outcall as long as he doesn't flake out.
- As mentioned in a previous post, two friends are going through what is turning into a nasty divorce. Â I saw the wife yesterday as a client. Â My heart breaks for her, and that's all I can say.
- Her husband who was sad to someone about the idea was sad to only that someone it turns out. Â To everyone else, he's quite jovial about the situation. Â I'm really still wondering about his mental capacity.
- Last week was dead at work in a worrisome way. Â This week I am happily busy, but now I'm worn out and just want to sit in a corner and drool. Â I can't wait until it's steady enough that I'm used to it.
- Found out that the chiropractic clinic I worked at until August that was worrying me about its practices apparently is getting a reputation for disreputable practices. Â I feel a little vindicated, yes.
- I love my husband. Â But, ya'll knew that. Â It still bears repeating.
- This weekend is a gaming con in Little Rock. Â My stalker is coming to help me deem if it is worthy. Â If not, we're going to see "Paranormal Activity" and hopefully be scared shitless and then go home and watch more horror movies and drink a lot and just have some serious fun. Â It's been a long week, yo.
- My mom called me to talk Girl Talk. Â She met a guy. Â It was like talking to a squealing 17-year-old. Â It was precious!
- Fight for You is my current favorite song. Â It's how some of our hearts speak.
- NaNoWriMo is falling far behind the procrastination powers of Old School Gaming. Â Want a challenge? Start NaNoWriMo with much bravery, but then try to look it in the eye again later when you've been procrastinating for a week. Â T'aint easy, my friends. T'aint easy.
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