|Strawberry Rhubarb Pie, as it went into the oven a few moments ago|
I have a new coworker. She is younger than my youngest children. We had our big meeting yesterday. Before I started the job, I asked my new boss what I should wear to these meetings. She suggested a suit or at least a jacket. So, I went out and purchased $900. worth of clothes (I didn't PAY $900. for them, they were on clearance). My new coworker was wearing SHORTS yesterday. To the big meeting. Shorts.
I thought of the old ladies I worked with early in my career. About their raised eyebrows at my mini-skirts. I guess this is the same. But appropriate is appropriate. And if you are supposed to wear a jacket, then you wear a jacket. But what the hell do I know? She has already come in and said some of the things we are doing are "stupid," and my boss has actually changed them to be "smart" like my new pal.
Oh, I get so many opportunities to G-R-O-W! So, I will. I will plaster a smile on my face and step out in faith that I am exactly where I am supposed to be today.
God, please save me from myself today.