Interesting thought occured to me the other day, while eating lunch with mom the other day. Michael Jackson's memorial was on (In a sports bar...lotsa tvs...it was muted).
I might...(In a not entirely serious fashion) owe Michael Jackson a 'thanks.' Not directly, mind you, and it was complete coincidence, but, yeah. Documented video proves this: When i was young...4 years old, maybe? we were in our living room watching a Michael Jackson video. God only knows why, but we were.
I was being a typical, silly child. Dancing around, making up my own moves to "Black or White." I honestly think i danced better at that age than now...but then again...there was no self-consciousness...i'm digressing. Whew.
And in that video, we have evidence of little Lauren's first bipolar moment. Hard to say if my family ever considered that i might have been imbalanced before hand, but one moment i'm giggling and dancing, the next...OFF SWITCH.
I stopped giggling, and did a nose dive into an overall unhappy mood. Just like that. Stopped dancing, got upset with anyone who tried to cheer me up. Total downer of a mood. All systems shut down.
And..i decided that i shouldn't be allowed to type after being at work from 6:50-12:15 without a break. Overtired, maybe. On that note, i did put my foot down. Few weeks ago, i requested tomorrow off. Granted. i'd be covered. no problemo.
My fellow kennel-tech has had a family emergency and has been out of town. That whole deal. I was asked if i could work tomorrow morning.
Nope, sorry. Send my apologies, but that's my day off.
But..i really do like my job. I'm treated with respect, appreciated...etcetc. And everyone is making an effort to (what seems to be) acclimating me to a tech/assistant role. Even when working kennels, i'm asked if i could hold a dog for a temperature, or medication. Brought Dillon and Charlie in for a groom/vaccination, they let me take charge in weighing them, holding them, and taking their temperature.
And..i need to stop. I'm rambling. And tired. and returning to work at 4:00 today. A nap may be in order.
But first...bagel bites.
Overall, feeling better today.
Tubing tomorrow! Hoorah!
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