Butterflies are pretty good, too, and buddleia, and bees (nothing untoward happened to the sting site - no swelling, no pain, no trace of it - hooray for being bee-proof!).I found a cafe called The Crumpetty Tree. I went in purely because of its name, and had a crumpet. During my stay, I laughed at a child barking back at a dog and enjoyed eavesdropping a German conversation at the table next to me (owners of said dog, tiny, muzzled - evidently a killer).
A fabulous meeting with Adeel - just what I needed. Amazing. And more work cancelled, but with that, an new phlegmatism. It makes room for other things. The job in question was unsatisfying and unfulfilling - when you know you're not really making a positive difference, what's the point? Yes, I'm getting paid, but I'm not contributing. I'm not able to do what I'm good at or what I'm here for. I'm helping reinforce a message to a company which needs an almost opposite message if its people are going to be happy and are going to be able to trust them.
I've also learnt that when it's between job a and job b, and job a is with a company who are much more likely to can things at short notice than company b, a helpful lantern lights the way towards a wise decision. AND once again, I learn not to rely on specific money until it's been paid. Here's to all the exciting, fulfilling, calming, loving things I get to do instead of that job. Cheers!
PS. Did my squats. I SHALL have a squats arse, I shall! Meditation, too. I SHALL find inner peace (etc.)
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