Lucky Friday 13th: Taylor’s Birthday
Today is Taylor Swift’s birthday. In her honor I have been playing all her music that I own. She was born 24 years ago and 13 is her favorite number. How fitting that her favorite number is also the day number she was born on. I was thirteen when she was born. My favorite number is also the day of my birth, twenty-three. So we have some things in common, though I will never be able to tell her these things.
My favorite songs of hers are Love Story, Fearless, Hey Stephen, Story of Us, Red, Begin Again, Invisible, and Tied Together with a Smile. I think that is a song from each of her albums. If you are a Taylor fan, you can correct me on this.
My day has been ok. I woke up in pain but was able to get my latte and a crappy doughnut from Starbucks. Their doughnuts are usually good but today I got one that wasn’t so good. I have a funny story, as I brought in my own mug today. One of the girls didn’t know what size it was, even though it was clearly written on the bottom of the Starbucks mug. She was knew and said to the other girl that she has never seen the mug before. I have had this mug for the last few years. It looks like a Starbucks cup and they don’t make those kind anymore. I really thought it was funny.
I lost two blog followers. Oh well. I will get a few more and then some. I am past 500 so I am happy it happened before the end of the year.
I gave my therapist an ultimatum yesterday. She just pissed me off because she scheduled me into an appointment without my permission. I told her that I don’t want to see her next week, at all and that I won’t text her while she is on vacation. If she does call me anyway, I won’t answer the phone. I feel that I need a break from her. I know she will be away for the two weeks for Christmas/New Year’s but I rarely ask for time off. I also feel like she is the only one that can ask for time off and I can’t. I don’t think that is fair. I am just asking for a week off. Nothing more. Then I can see her on whatever Thursday she is back in the office.
I sent yesterday’s blog post to my doctors. Surprisingly, I have not received a response. I would have sent it to my PCP but he doesn’t like email and the last time I sent him a message through his office, it backfired horribly on me. The message was misconstrued and the meaning devalued. So I will never send another blog to my PCP, unless I print it out and hand it to him. But he doesn’t seem to care for my writing so why bother.
Today I was at Starbucks and it felt strange being there with just my journal. Usually I have a pad of paper, a book, and my editing. Now that the editing is done, I am no longer carrying that around. I used another backpack today so I could hold the mug so it didn’t have a book or pad of paper. Strange feeling. And now that I am done with editing, I don’t know what to do with my time. I could work on my second book but I want to take some time off from writing for a bit. NO, I am not taking time off my blog. Please comment if you would want me to though!
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