Transforming

So even though I had a blast last night with one of my favoritest people in the whole wide world…

...the pound cake...

….today I just can’t seem to break free from the funk.

Yup. I’m a tad crankster.

I am completely amazed at how much fun we had on so little cash.  We both are in between jobs at the moment & ended up being surprised by freebies from sweet people all night!  It was like the luck gods said… you two crazies are going to have a blast tonight even if you are being thrifty! Love those nights!  Great fun catching up with a few friends we have missed & also watching one heck of a drag show!

So this morning I woke up only a little later than normal, 8:30ish, got my coffee & to my surprise discovered as I was relaxing letting the breeze flow inside a WASP must have got in!  I have screens so I haven’t got a clue how, but there it was buzzing around the main light in the den!  For once I didn’t panic & just leave the room…..but I did remind myself & check exactly where my epipen was!

seriously? already out in MARCH?

With where it was, there was no smacking it to kill it & I’m not a huge kill it kind of girl.  I tend to escort spiders outside rather than squish them. Don’t get me wrong here… roaches, palmetto, water bugs whatever you want to call them are exempt – then will meet the bottom of my shoe inside or out of my house!  Typically my preferred action would be to step outside while someone else who isn’t allergic kills it to prevent it from killing me.  Since none of the parrots or Baxter stepped up, this wasn’t an option. grrr.

So I had to relax & just hope it would land somewhere I KNEW would be a quick one shot kill & not just piss it off & start the war.  Alas I calmed down & now haven’t a clue where the danged thing went! crud.

So on with the day. Shower, lunch & more relaxing since I still am feeling tired physically if not mentally.  Also I am feeling the need to reinvent myself.  Maybe it was all the beautiful queens last night who made their lovely looks their on own that is making me take stock.  Maybe its the changes all happening in my life.  Still I am feeling like something different.  (Not to mention, wishing I started dieting & working out more about a year ago! Not helping that I feel like I want to constantly be munching on something right now.)  Maybe its not seeing any job listings that really make me sparkle & think “that is SOOO me!”.  Whatever it is, time like these do not call for rash decisions.  I solemnly swear not to bust out the scissors to my long locks til I am ok with the idea for at least a few days.

 

the divine Dixie Queen herself, Tara Nicole Brooks

(in yesterday’s shade of pink!!!)

Still those queens in there hold their heads high knowing they are who they want to be & it is by their own two hands that they got there.  They decided & they went for it.  Sure they have help & support, ….lots of support! 😉 But they transform into their ideals & fantasy life instead of just accepting things as they are.  So how to lasso that power of transformation & become energized to better define me? I think a lot of it comes from not caring a bit what others think.  Just being true to your own spirit & doing what you need to do to live like you want to live.   …as they say “Stand beside me or step out of my way”.

I’m just cranky.  …& I don’t know why.

So dream time.  Maybe a movie.  Maybe some pizza… maybe a nap?

dream I get to nap here.... instead of the stupid twin

Guess I just need to remind myself that every dream takes time & work.  We all have our days we just want to stay in bed & forget the world for a while.  Get lost in some fantasy…in whole different story.

Let go of all the makeup, hair & boot envy sparked from last night.  Just enjoy the here & now as it is & relax.

…..or should I?

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