That Time Again

Yeah, seems like it's that time again, when the summer weather ends and it starts getting cooler. Did we even have a summer? Well, it's cool in NY and last week, with the weather changes, I wasn't feeling so well.

So now we hit October. Wow already? So I start to pull out the decorations. I walk down the street and see pumkins everywhere. It's a nice feeling. I love Halloween. While at work, the ladies and I were discussing who would wear what. And being that we work for a corporate company, we can't come to work wearing bunny suits, cat suits, or a wonder woman outfit. It's just not appropriate. Though the witch and broom look is all year long...(we have alot of witches at the company here), we have to dress business all the time. But half us of don't and WE DON'T CARE, DAM IT!! So while the maid outfit is cute, I would probably get arrested for wearing that here at work. I had to put it away, with the hopes that one day I could wear if for someone?? No. It's a maid outfit made for cleaning. ha!

So I tell the girls I'll be wearing my bat ears. "Bat ears?" asked one of the girls. I said, "Yes woman, bat ears."

But on the other hand, this is the time where I find myself depressed and lonely, walking home alone. Watching halloween cartoons, like Charlie Brown's, It's The Great Pumpkin. I sit here and start to get depressed. One second, please.

I remember being 5 years old and crying when snoopy was lost. But this time I won't be crying cause snoopy is lost again, still after all these years. I'm going to cry because it's close to period time and I need a little love. It has nothing to do with the title of this post. Bloating can affect a woman in ways where you would think I could kill blind folded.

As I type this, I'm falling asleep and it's only 11:30 am.

I need a nap now. I'm seriously tired.

HOURS LATER.....

So I took a nap here in the office. After that, I went down for some lunch. I bought chicken noodle soup. The chicken wasn't so good. So I just drank up and tossed the noodles and the other pieces of chicken out. Now I'm feeling better. I THINK I can work til 5pm now. Now a chat pops up on my screen. I took a moment to chat with a dear friend. Our chat was strange. Somehow we talked about marriage then how men pack. Yes, it was strange indeed. I won't elaborate on this one. But it was interesting.

So now it's almost time to go. Just finished chatting up with a co-worker and listened to her complain about the people in her department. I laughed, I agreed with her and I apologized for the hard week she had last week. "We all have hard weeks here." I said to her, while Dawn and I laughed. "The good thing is, you can always bake cookies with a little citrus in it so they can all have the runs." She loved the idea.