Tuesday is Tuesday...

I don't know why this particular Carol Burnett character spoke to me today in an image search, but she was always my favorite one. "Mama's Family" sketches smacked too much of my mother's side of the family for us to be comfortable with, but the cleaning lady was always my favorite. She was sad and funny at the same time, a la Charlie Chaplin. Carol Burnett is an actress/singer/comedienne I've always admired as well. She makes me think of my mom in many ways...they looked a lot alike as children and young adults, and their voices sound the same. They also are very creative people and aren't afraid to show it.

I don't know why I'm so wistful today...it's been a hectic week so far and it's only Tuesday. I'm back in the Manpower fold, but so far, nothing long-term. That's OK...I'm cool with that. I'm still looking so this works out fine. I've cut ties with the other temp company and am OK with it, and I'm working on some church stuff and also will try to help a business acquaintance of some friends organize her home office. So I should be happy, right? I mean, I've got my eyes on the prize and all that.

But at the same time...I'm still worried about my dad. I miss my sister and her kids. I sent my divorce papers off to my ex's lawyer in Iowa and I feel so weird because I'm not even 40 yet and I have two divorces in my history. I'm just trying to figure out what exactly it is that I want out of life, I guess. I hate being so careful and non-committal to things because of this stupid BP disorder and I hate not knowing when the other shoe's going to fall.

I did get out and do some fun stuff for me yesterday, and I went shopping with a friend and her daughter at an outlet in Hagerstown, MD. (BTW, Harry and David stores are the BOMB unless they're brewing some kind of stinky coffee. Then they smell like a bomb went off and you can't spend much time in there browsing without a gas mask.) I was careful and I didn't spend a whole lot, so yay me. This lady that I went with is fun to be around and tries very hard to be positive. She's pretty cool, and she's got a good head on her shoulders. Her hubby sings barbershop with Doug and that's how we met. We both have the same feelings about barbershop (as in we'd rather have bamboo sticks shoved under our fingernails than listen to it) so we get along fine.

Anyway, I know this isn't the kind of entry y'all are used to, but at Rancho Sudiegirl we have a saying..."Tough s**t."

Hasta la vista...

Sudiegirl