Freeing Act

Well here I am again. It always seems like I just write and than I am behind again. Hey lil bro did you read my last entry? I hope all is well with your family. I have tomorrow off, but called in sick today because I had achy joints and felt like I was going to throw up. I didn't,(throw up) but at least I was at home feeling sick instead of at work feeling that way. My crazy schedule is working out alright for now. It is kind of weird working three or four days and then having one or maybe two off in between. So far this last four week rotation I have worked every Sat and one Sun. I work Friday and Sat again this week but have Sun and Monday off. My graduating class at SVHS is having its 40th reunion this Aug. I am not going but I did send a $10 check to Robert Child for the "Book" they are giving to the graduates at the reunion. It gualled me to send the check to RC because as you know I have a long standing rememberance of what he called me back in the day that has never left my mind and whenever I hear of him or see him that rude thing comes to my memory. So on a whim when I wrote the check I put on the for line"to the man who said I looked like a squashed t--- (SVHS)reunion book" you will have to guess the T word because I am not sure what kind of censorship is on this blogger, if any, but it is another word for for poo. DH says he will never cash it. I really don't care if he does or not because that is one of the most freeing things I have ever done. I got rid of a 40-45 year old hurt that quit possibly has been a long time in my mind causing me grief. It goes to show what a careless comment made be a stupid teenaged boy can do to someone. Of course it also goes to show how utterly useless it is for the receiver of the comment to carry it in their mind for nearly half a century.Add to this many other careless or on purpose (as his was) comments and criticisms to life's list and it becomes totally overwhelming. Add to this the internal criticisms I give to myself and it is no wonder I have confidence problems. I am getting better now however because at the job I have now (since I have been transfered to this new position) has no witchy women (or men) to yell at me but instead has a very kind and encouraging man as the kitchen supervisor (chef) I have become more like the person I like to be. I have discovered that I have good leadership and management abilities and not only that I like to supervise. I am a lot less stressed when I can be the one in charge. The is the same amount of work to do as there was at the Cannon center, but it doesn't stress me nearly as much as it did there because the person in charge of getting the food out on time (me) doesn't panic and freak out when something has to be done. Instead I can see that it gets done and make sure every thing goes as smoothly as possible. If something goes wrong or something is missing that we need I can find a solution or ask for help without being threatened that I'm doing something that infringes on "the bosses" territory.It is much nicer to be in the presence of competent nice people. I certainly hope this good fortune continues. Sagehen I have enjoyed the pictures you sent of the kids at Easter. I wish I had a camera so I could take some of my own to send.