Day 15: Meditation Challenge #DoMagick

Mercury Retrograde needs to go fuck itself. Not only are my work computer and calculator glitchy as fuck this week = a giant pain in the ass, but everyone at my day job is on edge and cranky over the whole building situation. A co-worker fucked up and one of my bosses made ME the messenger to tell her it was coming out of her check, so of course now everyone in that department is pissed at me. The other bosses didn’t agree with first bosses decision – so who gets their ass chewed? Yep. You guessed it. That’s okay, I’ve got broad shoulders. The messenger is always the bad guy. LOL  It’s like – don’t shoot the messenger, people. I’m just telling you how it came down from on high. You don’t like it? Take it to one of the other big bosses, you all hash it out, then let me know what you want me to do. I just know what I was told to do, and I do it, because that’s what I get paid to do. End of story. Whether or not I agree with Boss A’s decision or Boss B’s is neither here nor there. I’m not paid for my opinion. Plus, I’m not here to be liked. I’m here to do a job, and sometimes being the bad guy is part of the job.  Especially when you’re dealing with people’s payroll checks. They can make all the mistakes they want, but if you work in payroll and make even a penny mistake — it becomes a huge issue and suddenly you’re trying to fuck everyone over.  Umm – no, I’m human, too. I make mistakes. But I am held accountable for those mistakes and I FIX them.  ::sigh::

Oh – and I spent another hour today screwing around with the USPS website AGAIN! This time to send some boxes for work.  ::sigh::   There was a bottle of unopened wine waiting for me on the kitchen counter but I’m seriously too pissy to deal with it.

This morning my meditation was cut short at 24 minutes.  I’m counting it as thirty because I’ll be doing an additional 20 tonight before bed. But whatever.  Needless today say, I had a hard time focusing this morning. Kept getting sidetracked with random thoughts of things I need to do. So naturally – this bled over into my day and I was screwed.  Everything was scattered and I got very little accomplished. Couldn’t keep my brain on a single task.

There was more mercury retro drama in my social life. Just bullshit here, a dash of fuckery there.  I feel like hiding in a cave with no technology and no other living being until the new year.  See — HERMIT.  Might just let Frank answer everything in my inbox on Sunday. With the mood I’m in, I probably shouldn’t answer any of it myself.

About Steph

Steph is a prolific writer and bestselling author of thrilling erotic romances, occult thrillers, and books about the esoteric and Daemonolatry. She also dabbles in romantic and fantasy fiction. A Daemonolatress and forever a resident of Smelt Isle, she is happily married and cat-mom to three pampered house cats. Her muse is a demanding sadistic Dom who often keeps her up into the wee hours of the morning. You can contact her at swordarkeereon@gmail.com

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