Downs and Ups…

What a day.

We got a huge donation of deli delights for the food bank today, but it came at the expense of a deli owner who just went bankrupt.

I went to a funeral today. The dad of a coworker.

Followed by high tea. A treat from the host of the show I’m working on.

Just a few roller coasters in one day.

Stoopid stuff just kept coming out of my mouth. I could hear my inner pilot yelling at my brain,
“Engage! Engage!” but drivel still kept trickling out. (Blah blah blah)

The office transplanted itself at the funeral home. It’s kind of like a cocktail happy hour without the happy. Everyone was nervous and on their best behavior which seems for me to be a signal for my brain to shift into ‘inappropriate’ gear. I ran out of feet to push into my mouth which was unfortunate as it still allowed me to keep saying ridiculous things. Thankfully I left before the service and before offending anyone… I think.

High tea is just another excuse for my brain to rebel, an invitation for ‘inappropriate’ to rear it’s ugly, cynical little head. I managed to keep my mouth shut for the most part except when it was eating crustless bread with smoked salmon and cucumber. The discernment button stayed on high alert and I made it home without incident.

I think.

Man, this grown up stuff is hard.