Day 77 and 78 – Facets of my Jobs

I am learning to embrace uncertainty, confusion and precedence. I am learning to take my time to look at decisions from all angles even if it means deciding to go a different direction.

I am confident in my abilities. I embrace not always having the answers. I enjoy the rush I get watching the results of what I’ve done. I accept that sometimes I will make mistakes, knowing that at least I made it in grand style.

Day 50 through 53 – Beautiful but Busy

Woah! Where has the time gone?  So much beauty has passed by and I haven’t had time to write about it all.  So here goes… my last four days of beautiful discoveries.

Day 50 – I had a moment when I was at work, when last week’s job-related tasks flashed before my eyes…

  • Meetings with creative minded people
  • Meetings with business minded people
  • Brainstorming
  • Planning
  • Emailing
  • Creative writing
  • Dreaming
  • Calculating
  • Nurturing
  • Interviewing
  • Socialising
  • Organising
  • Deciding

… and I realised, Wow, I am a Lucky Girl!  I have a beautiful job.  It’s difficult, tiring, sometimes boring and sometimes frustrating.  But it’s amazing.

Day 51 – A year ago on this day, after almost 12 hours of intense pain, I helped bring one of the most beautiful beings ever into this world.  Ok, I’m biased, but I’m supposed to.  Happy Birthday Beatrice Beckette Winnifred.

Day 52 – I saw a show on Saturday, but my thoughts only really collected themselves on the Sunday.  I won’t go into great detail about the entire show, but I will talk about one particular performance.

I saw someone I’ve known for 30 years completely transformed themselves on stage.  This is a person I’ve been through ups and downs with…known socially… worked with… directed.  We know each other really well.   But what I saw on stage that night was completely unrecognisable.  It was amazing.

This person is my Dad.  A Franco-Ontarian building supply company co-owner from a small village.  He played Tevye in a community theatre production of Fiddler on the Roof.  And he was amazing.  My Dad.

Day 53 – I don’t know if I’m the only one, but I have always had a giddy, school-girl love of drivethru car washes.  I love the sound of the jets spraying the car and the foam that completely envelops everything.  Well, the other day, I waited (im)patiently for 30 minutes to get my car cleaned.  But boy was it worth it.  Much to my surprise, having paid the extra few $$$ to get the “fancy” wash with magic protective potions brought a whole new level of excitement.  Near the end of the wash, the car was sprayed with a multicolored foam that made the entire vehicle look like it was tye-dyed.  I tried to grab my camera as fast as I could, but I could only get a shot of it as it was being rinsed off.    It was awesome.  I was a kid again.