Believe me, anyone who reads this, I normally will not be posting three times in one day! It just so happens that in between projects I've had a bit of time to write a line or two.

I had to laugh with derision late this afternoon when HR called me to inquire why I wasn't back at work? Was it not possible to get in touch with my doctor? Wasn't there any OTHER health care provider in his office who could sign a form for me?

In other words...they're beginning to realize they fucked up. Have you contacted the doctor? Yes. Have you talked to the office? Yes. What did they say? They said they would put it high on the priority list to try and get things done before my doctor left on vacation. Why didn't he get that done? I don't know if he did or not. No one from the office called me back and when I called they said the office was closed. For all I know they are closed for the rest of the week. Well, I'll (HR) call them tomorrow and put some pressure on them so you can get back to work - this is a detriment to you, you know.

At that point I snarled at him...nicely of course..."What do you mean, a detriment to ME? *I* was ready to come back to work last Friday! There shouldn't be anything that could be considered MY fault!"

"Oh...I mean...uh...not detriment to you...just you're not earning any money and you don't have any vacation or comp time left to use."

No shit???? Could that have something to do with the fact you've requested so much paperwork you haven't approved my request for reduced hours from last December?

Oh, that place...as I've said before, I love my coworkers and my babies, but I hope the day comes soon when I no longer have to deal with the hypocrisy and the bullshit management and HR spews.

Anyway, I pulled myself together and when the time was right this afternoon, I pulled another angel card to consider. This was a card I had never pulled from the deck before. That always gives me pause. And, after I thought about its message, it made perfect sense.

I've been exchanging comments and occasional messages with Karen, who is a world renowned Reiki Master. She's been kind enough to visit with me from time to time and I invited her to read this blog. But after she read the first post, she had some very direct questions for me: Some of them deserve my commentary in reply.

One of the things we talked about was my feeling of doing this blog because I wanted to figure out whether anyone really gave a damn about my existence. She asked me if it was a cry for help.

I told her no, it was more of a reaffirmation; the little kid in me is the one doing the asking, but the adult in me knows very well that a lot of people depend on and care for me. Writing things down has always been a way for me to help come to grips with things. Somehow the printed word seems to sink in better.

There was more to our conversation. It was good to have the direct questions to think about and come to terms with.

And, so, the card I pulled from the deck today showed me that my conversation was pure and was given to me by Spirit.

Namaste'