The Night Was Moist.

My subject header comes from the incredibly stupid movie, "Throw Momma From the Train." My originally subject header was to be, "It was a dark and stormy night.." but then I remembered that line.

The weather is starting to cool off here but the humidity has been really high. So high, in fact, that I woke up with curly hair. It rained really hard for awhile and I had the windows open. There was something very peaceful about listening to the rain hit the grass and trees. It felt like springtime.

So Thanksgiving is coming up - one big poultry hassle. I had some unconfirmed invitations to go to some friend's houses but none have been formalized since their plans were unformed as well. So, I decided this weekend to not be a Holiday Victim and got a turkey and the fixings. I have a friend who might join me because her family is going a long distance and she doesn't feel up to the trip right now. Either way, I don't mind making my own solo dinner. I love to cook, I love turkey so what's the problem? I also am hoping to go see "Walk The Line" as well on Thursday. I think cooking a turkey and then going to see a movie sounds like a nice day.

Work and personal life have been very tough this week. I don't believe in going into personal details about the debacle at work, nor do I believe in detailing my personal woes. But I learned a few lessons from this week. In Corporate America, they will push you until you won't be pushed anymore. CEO's and CFO's are people who pushed back in the right direction. I decided last week that I won't be pushed like that anymore. I made a critical decision when I left Consulting to come to a local desk job that I was doing it for me, for my life and to cultivate time and energy for myself and my goals for a family and personal happiness. I've gone right back into 15 hour days, being bullied and bribed. It's not worth it and I am going to have to deal with it sooner than later.

This week my goal is to be less of a whinger and to really think about the things I am thankful for and not dwell on the the things that's I'd rather kick in the proverbial ass. Lofty and noble, after all.