"He got a big ego, such a huge ego," sings Beyonce in her song "Ego." "It's too big, it's too wide / It's too strong, it won't fit / It's too much, it's too tough / He talk like this 'cause he can back it up." I would love to be able to address that same message to you in the coming days, Libra. I'm serious. I'd love to admire and marvel at your big, strong ego. This is one of those rare times when the cosmic powers-that-be are giving you clearance to display your beautiful, glorious self in its full radiance. Extra bragging is most definitely allowed, especially if it's done with humor and wit. A bit of preening, mugging, and swaggering is permissible as well.
Between my cosmic guidance for a week beginning today and the news' weathermen and their description of today and the next few days, I am feeling good about things.
Very discouraging day at my regular work yesterday. It is an amazing culture that puzzles me every day. But that is fine. Puzzling is always interesting to me. But the content of yesterday's activities and the fact that it started to rain during my swim challenged me yesterday. It even got to the point that I did "the unspeakable" - I accepted a ride on my walk home in the rain from the pool! Doesn't sound big to most people, but it was huge to me. I did not realize how much the day had gotten to me. But it was a good thing. I put VSW work aside for the most part, and did not even make it through the Newshour. I was beat.
Today I will hope for a more positive outcome. Keep a good thought for this.
Longer term thinking. Melanoma has come back into the discussion for my father after the results came in from his "slice and dice" procedure. Next Thursday will be the next consult.
Trying to decide about the weekend. Beach or no beach. Lobster roll or no roll. I do have to count money at church on Sunday. But that will still leave me with plenty of time if I so decide to beach or roll.
Have a good Thursday.
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