My day started off with a really weird dream for me. Weirder than normal (insert chuckle). I had this dream about a boy, who I did not recognize. I’m pretty sure he was a football player which was never my type. He had on a blue jacket and white pants. I remember that the white pants were a big deal, it was an honor bestowed on very few. I have no idea what that could possibly mean? We were walking somewhere and we were holding hands. I remember looking at our joined hands and saying ” there must be some mistake, I’m not going to do this again.” He cupped his hand on the back of my neck and said “I think it’s a little late for that.” Then he brushed his cheek up against mine. It was like a horse nuzzle for lack of a better description. I am chalking this one up to a crazy full moon dream. Speaking of full moons…..
Today was one of those days at work that I would rather not talk about. Let’s just say full moon and work was rough. To quote Force of Nature Girl….”Today is stupid!”
There were only three of us which was slightly disappointing but I did get some practice in and that’s a plus. I need to find a better grounding method before going to one of these, I was so dizzy from the buzzing energy.It was like there was a swarm of bees in my head. That’s why I try and go to things like this…it’s a learning experience.
When I came home I saw that I had a text from my wine steward friend. This Saturday will be her last wine taste. I was stunned. The selfish part of me is sad for me because I have been going to these wine tastes for more than two years and what will I do on Saturday afternoons? The other part of me is excited for the new opportunities in place for my friend. I am lucky to have met her and haven’t decided what I will do for her this Saturday. Since Sunday is Easter and I will be working, I have all day Saturday off. I will still see her, just not as often. I always made it a point to go to wine taste to support my friend and always buy my wine at this store. Now I guess I have an extra half hour on Saturday’s and I can but my wine anywhere. I can’t say that I will never partake in this store’s wine taste again, I just won’t be there every Saturday.
New beginnings are everywhere, who knows what will happen next…..Zia