Every Monday I talk to a lady who leads Yoga at BP during the lunch hour. She informed me today that she used to work in Corporate Finance when she lived in Toronto; but picked up and left suddenly and found herself starting her own business shortly after, in Calgary.
She looks really relaxed.
She's probably about... 40? Maybe older. But she has that glow about her, that you can just tell her life is peaceful yet full of drive.
I think I admire her. I also think that I still hate Yoga.
I'd really love to run my own life that way, and not after years of tiresome office bullshit. Perhaps Step. 1 should be to say I WILL run my own life that way. Not I'd love to.
I will. NBD.
Moving on:
For the MW, KH & AL gathering I feel like I should write a list of rules on my door. It'll probably look something like this:
- No drama (this includes, but is not limited to: passive aggressive
behaviour, arguing, yelling, anything that causes a scene of any size,
etc)
- No alcohol comas
- No cat stealing
- No more than 10 people can cry at one time.Good luck with that, Rachel.
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Wendy: Peter. You won't forget me, will you?Peter: Me? Forget? Never.Wendy: Will you ever come back?Peter: To hear stories... About me.
2 comments:
Sweet! it works now. Anyways...
HUX AND FLO ARE SO KUTE, NO PROMISES ABOOT NOT STEALIN DUR KITTIES DOH...
<3
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