Gloriously Messy

I came across the phrase "Gloriously Messy" and it spoke to me.  The context in which "gloriously messy" was used, this particular individual was describing some things that had happened in their past and they were saying their life was "gloriously messy."  I can relate to that terminology and I'm going to embrace it.

There are definitely some aspects of my life that are messy and I don't know where to find enough bleach/sanitizer to clean those areas up.  Those of you who don't know me, I am not necessarily a "cleaner" and I am perfectly fine with the lived in look - if there is a horizontal surface of my apartment that doesn't have something on it, give me five minutes and there will be.  I know that not everyone can operate in that type of setting but I definitely can.  I'm one that has piles of everything but I know what's in those piles; and I'm okay with that.  That being said, I'm one that has trouble functioning when things are messy at work; it adds to my already astronomical stress level (which is something that I need to figure out how to get a handle on).

This past week at work, I had two staff members need to be out due to illness (one of them actually came into my office, closed the door, and basically demanded that they be sent home due to a sore throat - she had been fine the day before and was able to talk - hmmmm......) and I had to be in programming with them out.  I didn't get accomplished near what I wanted to last week and this upcoming week I'm going to be out of office four out of the five days so that will limit what I can get completed.  I have a "to do" list in my head and I am going to cross off as many things as I can tomorrow since that's all that I have.  Granted, I'll have time to work while I'm gone but I won't have access to my computer (I'll have email access) and I'll be attending classes and "mandatory fun" while I'm out of the office.

This week I'll be heading out of town with one of the teenagers from the building while they attend a competition.  Because I'm the manager, I'm the lucky one who gets to accompany him and he's not happy that I'm his chaperone.  He has expressed before that I dress crazy and am wild and I just look at those as compliments (even though I'm sure he didn't mean them that way).  I was looking through some photos on my phone earlier today and came across a saying that I may have to share with him this week (or just keep tucked in the back of my mind in case I need it later) -   "I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine and which ones I created to please you" author unknown.

Unless I absolutely have to, I have been trying very hard to let my personality shine and let my freak flag fly without really caring what other people think.  Today, I wore a track jacket with every color done as brush strokes on it while I ran errands.  I ended up at one on my favorite clothing stores to pick one thing in particular up and one of the sales people commented on my "style."  She asked if she could recommend a top to me (I was impressed by her sales skills but I didn't feel any pressure to buy) to at least try on because she wanted to see it on me.  She ended up bringing me two tops that both definitely fit my style and I ended up buying both of them (hey, it helped that they were buy one, get one half off).  I'm looking forward to wearing my new found treasures.

Well my dear readers, I should probably bring this to a close for this evening to try to accomplish a couple more things before heading to bed.  I need to make sure I get some good sleep since I have a pretty hefty to do list tomorrow with leaving Tuesday morning for my work trip.  I hope you have opportunities this week to show your personalities and to let your freak flags fly!  =)