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21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

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Location: California, United States

Thursday, November 03, 2005

My Day In The Zone

There are days when, no matter what happens, everything is OK. I step in dog poop yet all remains golden. My nursing schedule looks like swiss cheese when another nurse calls and says "I have to be out of town for 3 weeks to attend the burial of my grandmother's parakeet."

"That's OK honey. Enjoy your trip and feel better." There is no despair. I am completely unruffled. My heart sings just because it wants to.

My boss snarls and I say "You're looking a bit peaked dear. Did you try that new laxative I recommended?" Then I flash her my brightest Colgate smile.

I leave by 5 p.m. and when I arrive home, there are no sales calls on my voice mail. The nurses manage through the night without my help. And I drift into uninterrupted dreamland by 10:30.

If anyone knows how to get into the Zone and stay in the Zone, please let me know your secret. I would like to live there permanently.


Kinja, the weblog guide

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