Friday, February 29, 2008

Is A Leap Year All I Need?

Its still in shock mode how good this day has been, that is how well the cosmos aligned to hand me a reminder of what I am striving to find in life.
And most of it was just little stuff that could happen every day but doesn't, but it all did today, and that made the little bad things that could happen every day and do just fade into the shadows.
As much as I bitch and moan here, I really am easy to please!! It's when I fall in the middle of good and bad that makes me question everything... and now I have a checklist of things that might make me flip to the good more often. Wanna see it?? I KNEW you would!!!
I got to work before the bosses. I got my first project done before the last minute of the deadline. I made a good cup of coffee. I ate all my meals on time, and didn't fall for the "I'm going out, does anyone want anything?" trap of eating off my plan (timewise or food wise). The office was in an upbeat mood all day, especially with the Month End Hover of the boss, this is a Very Big Deal. I got the bathroom to myself so I didn't have to make idle chit chat with people I see but never ask the names of as I wiped my ass. My hair stayed out of my face and my outfit kept me perfectly temperate through the day. I had my gym clothes in my car and knew I would be walking off my energy at the end of the day. The sky was blue, all day. I got to chat with my friends about fun stuff, with lots of !!! and Oh.My.God.No.F'n.WAY's and =)=) involved.
Alright, there was some big stuff too that made all these little things just a platform for wanting to date stamp everything on my desk with LEAP YEAR. Like, dad confirmed that he is sending me a computer and an MP4 player to strike down my need to buy a laptop or iPod to replace my dead computer and dying iRockr phone. He ordered the music box and when that comes in he's tossing it in the box with a desktop (you remember, the flat ones that actually belong on a desk?) and sending it across the country for me. Turns out having a sister on the skids doesn't have to be all bad ;)
And then, I was set to meet a trainer at the gym tonight, another new guy, and while I'm in the parking lot checking my bag for a water bottle and wishing I didn't have to have the New Trainer How Are You What Are Your Fitness Goals conversation again (5th time in 2 months, and I'll still eat a whole tray of brownies if you leave me in a room with them), my phone rings. I answer with "I was just thinking of you, right this second, wishing my phone could text so I wouldn't bug you while you're working, and you called me. Hi, what's up?!?" Long story short, he's coming back to my gym, working part time, and he gets to book his own clients, and since no one called me to tell me my 7:30pm went AWOL and bailed (funny enough, as I'm typing this duche calls, 10:20pm, apologizing at the end but starting a conversation with "who is this? did you have an appointment with a trainer next week?" I said "you called me, so you know who this is, our appointment was set for 3 hours ago, and MY trainer is coming back, got to work out the details of our schedules when you and I were set to work out, but thanks for the call, maybe if MY MAN and I can't work out something I'll let your manager know I'm available to be scheduled. Good night."), well, I guess I finished my sentance in my parenthetical tangent.

So, there we have it. A recipe for a Happy Sassy. OH - and I have options for plans this weekend!!! MOT, did you read that??? Apparently, St. Patrick's Day is such a big deal on the east coast they make a MONTH out of it. (I don't know why I'm cap happy tonight, but my eyes are bugging out with emphasis when I say it just like yours are when you read it, so bear with the excitement and be ready for the jump-up-and-down-squealing-giggle-dance in a minute.) We've had the March deadline calendars prepped for a week now, but I don't have a place to put it since I'm still using February, so that little green shamrock holding stuck mid jig dude has been starting at me from the front of my desktop folder holder and it's been making me want to drink, I won't lie. Bender style, none of this wine with dinner bullshit. Add to that the lack of carbs anytime after, say, 3pm, and I'm ready to beerbong come 10pm, just for the sugar. Yes, the trainer heard about it, we are reconveining at 4pm tomorrow to work out how to keep me from nightly debauchery imposed by healthy eating patterns.
So, right, St. Patty's. Ok, so Hoboken is the first to go, I guess the cities take turns so everyone can go to every party and everyone makes money on the green beer. So, Hoboken is a lot like my college town; bar, bar, bar and grill, restaurant that turns into a nightclub, bar, parking garage, bar, bar, all night pizza, bar... you get the idea, and on the backside of this street is where everyone lives, except instead of plantation houses converted into frat houses there are Brownstones. mmmmmmm, delish is all I can think of when I let my merriment carry me there. So, you can tell I've been there and I know exactly how to get to the train station and I've traveled up at least 10 blocks and can even tell you which sushi restaurant is byob. That they are hosting the first in a series of drinking holidays, and it's in Hoboken!?!?!?!? Shut. Up. THAT'S WHAT I SAID!!! This knowledge helped me save my $10 on take out lunch and save up for drinking.
Yes, I'm set to see the trainer at 4pm and talk about not drinking. Life is for living, if you can't indulge on the holidays, what's the point? (yes, it's confusing in my head too, it's not just you or how I talk about it, I'm actually completely 2 different people in here, wanting 2 opposite things, sharing air time. It's me that's nuts, I know it, glad you're keeping up).
To boot, my coworker invited me to a parade in one of the shore towns, adding on "and then it's just a lot of bars and my body builder boyfriend's single friends, would love to have you take some of them off my hands!!" How can you pass on an invite like that???

And there we have the ingredients to the Sassy Smiles cocktail. Little things going right with no shattering of dreams or composing herself after disappiontment, topped of with self confidence and with a twist of socializing. So it's the day we catch up the 1/4 of a day we couldn't spread over the last four years...
Cheers
to dismissing the fears
that this good day
is another 4 years away!

4 comments:

Mom of Three said...

Okay, so how WAS the weekend??? If you can't be in Boston for SPD, NYC and environs are the next best thing.

Have a great St. Paddy's month!

curmudgeon said...

Why must they pollute the beer and make it green?

It just ain't right.

Miss Sassy said...

MOT - really low actually, got dissed by everyone and hibernated with my PMS!

C - it's creeeeppyyyy!!! and they pick the lightest most piss-water-esqe stuff to do it too, so only the die hard keg standing frat boys are willing to partake in the swill for the gag of it. You and I'll stand in the back with our dark brew and high brows =)

curmudgeon said...

True dat!