I started my day with another strange event. It wasn’t a dream per se? I heard a voice whisper Hestia….three different times. I am one of those people who hit the snooze button at least 3 or 4 times before getting up in the morning. I know it was three times and I am guessing some of the whispers happened in between the snooze button?
If I heard Hecate/Hekate, I wouldn’t be as surprised….she has always been my Goddess from the word go, but Hestia? I knew nothing other than she is the Goddess of the Hearth. I found a couple of articles that compared Greek Hestia to Celtic Brigid which would make some sense? KW and I did a Caim ceremony, made incense, and made Brigid crosses and a crystal grid for Imbolc. Imbolc is Sunday so maybe that’s why? I have no idea but I will delve deeper into Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth. I will get back to you if something becomes relevant.
Work was work…adults behaving like children,people playing the martyr, constantly slamming doors and giving people the silent treatment. Yes…mostly I am talking about the Optician. I fear something clicked in her head and there is no return. She is behaving badly and I fear for her job. I don’t want her to quit or get fired…I just want her to act like a semi human. Semi…comparatively is sadly good enough. I’m tired of talking about work so I won’t mention it anymore today, or at least I will try.
Yesterday I had the second part of my deep cleaning at the dentist. This side wasn’t as bad as the other but I expected that much. Yes, I still bled but I didn’t have to take the one Ibuprofen like I did with the other side. This isn’t the side with the bad tooth so it wasn’t babied like the other side. There are more trips to the dentist ahead but this part is complete.
I didn’t get much else done last night after I made dinner and food prepped. The Girl has started watching Dr Oakley Yukon Vet on Disney Plus..sometimes it’s okay but last night it put me right to sleep. Late nap…midnight bedtime…hard Thursday. Most of the day I kept asking if I was on “Punked” because it was that kind of day. I have had worse days but I have also had better ones. The Optician keeps pushing and I keep taking the high road…but a person can only take so much. I have found that those that like to dish it out can rarely take it…let’s hope it doesn’t come to that and I am not saying anymore on the subject today….Zia