Caterwauling

Well, if you weren’t already aware that Mercury is in retrograde, see Example A: my life.

I had a post up here earlier about the superb smash-up I did with the car this morning. Second in six days. It’s not pretty.

I also got locked out of the office tonight. No laptop, purse, phone, nada. I will, however, count my blessings that I had my keys in my pocket and access to my banged-up jalopy.

It’s been a very long day with the end somewhere in sight. Tomorrow will be another very early one. But, as I just realized, my phone IS my alarm clock — how am I going to wake up at the crack o’moi? I suspect falling asleep in front of the computer is an option!

“There’s a lady in the city
And she thinks she loves them all
There’s the one who’s thinking of her
There’s the one who sometimes calls
There’s the one who writes her letters
With his facts and figures scrawl.”

— Joni Mitchell, “Cactus Tree”

In relationship news, or lack thereof, your humble Goddess found herself with a crush very recently.

I didn’t know what to do with it. So it’s filed away under “Har De Har Harr.” But it’s been a long time since I’ve felt the stirrings of something other than apathy toward the other gender — a year, to be exact. It’s nice to know that, even though my heart might need a trampoline on a good day, it still knows how to leap.

Speaking of that “year ago” thing, I had a premonition a couple of weeks ago that he got engaged. I made myself a promise long ago to be happy if I ever heard about it. I’ve heard nothing. I just feel like something’s up. He’s conspicuously absent from the flood of e-mails I never get around to answering.

I’m OK, if so. I’m OK, if not. Besides, more married men seem to find me attractive than single ones, so who knows? 😉

In any event, I think I’m about to embark on another new journey, so maybe the love of my life won’t be a man but instead what I do with my life.

But, if the universe might actually send me a good man, I won’t complain!

“She will love them when she sees them
They will lose her if they follow
And she only means to please them
And her heart is full and hollow
Like a cactus tree
While she’s so busy being free.”

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