Hi Ho, Hi Ho... it's off to work....I go...

Feel like a bomb has gone off in my life. And now I'm supposed to just get up and go to work. Like a shell. Cept my work is to be present, to be open to the Universe and hear the messages. So I guess I may have to take the exclamation point out of my head.

I've really had an urge lately to just get a regular 9-5 job with a boss that tells me what to do so I don't have to think. I can just meekly follow instructions and come home and crash in front of the tv with a bottle of wine and some chips. Anything else seems exhausting. (yes, I know the word "meek" and me do not connect-- and a boss that tells me what to do is just silly)

Last night I had a vivid dream. I was back at my old job as the manager of a mortgage company. Only thing is, I had some kind of emergency that I had to take care of so I ended up in the parking lot at work in my present state. So, instead of a business suit, make up and high heels I had on exercise clothes and for some reason I didn't have any shoes. Girl scout cookies were in the dream too??? Whatever, I'm sure it's not relevant. Anyway, I'm standing in the parking lot, frantically searching my car for something suitable to put on-- it's 10:30-- I'm 3 hours late and have a huge meeting and I can't even find any shoes. I think I may have tried to make shoes out of the Girl scout cookie boxes???

I get into the office, smoothing my hair as best I can (and if you've seen my hair....) and right away get called on the carpet to the big boss who is so furious that she won't deal with me and sends the secretary out to give me the warnings and probation and notations on my file, blah, blah, blah. Now, the secretary was not my secretary at this company, it was the secretary at another place I had worked who was/is a real dippsy doodle... this is for real. So, while this dipsy doodle is reading me the riot act in my dream, I start thinking, "what the heck am I thinking? I can't work at a job with rules and bs.... I made this company millions of dollars and this dippsy doodle who can't even spell is gonna put me on probation? I quit!!! I'll start my own business and it will be something real and not with arbitrary rules that have nothing to do with reality......"

And then I woke up.

I'm kinda glad I got that whole thing over with last night so I didn't have to spend the next 6 months blowing up my life only to figure out the same thing that I've already figured out a bazillion times.

Do you think dipsy is spelled with one p or 2?