Yep it's a wednesday

Couldn't find my purse this morning. Still can't. But I couldn't spend time searching for it as one of the managers at work called me and said she wasn't coming in and couldn't reach anyone else to make sure someone was there to open the office.

Checked the car. Isn't there.

I called the place were scribal was held last night to see if I left it there. They didn't see it but took my name and number and will call if they find it.

I get to work. Luckily one of the other managers was there so he let everyone one before I got there.

Checked my emails and found that I have to try to figure out a way to tell a bunch of grown adults that they are behaving like children and need to stop. That this behavior is why the group has such a horrible reputation and why no one wants to be part of it, even those that are members.

Because I don't have my purse I don't have money for lunch. I think I have a mini-meal in my desk somewhere. Still have to dig for it.

Yeah, it's a Wednesday. And it's only 10 am. 14 more hours until Thursday.

Wednesday Update

I found my purse. It was partially under my bed. I don't recall taking it upstairs so I suspect one of the cats wanted to play dress up.

I have sent a letter to the grown ups who have been acting childish. So far I have gotten a couple positive responses and one not so positive. But the not so positive is from someone who can be one of the problem children.

I've gotten one box of drinking glasses packed, another almost done. Tonight seems to be pack the kitchen cupboards, or most of them anyway.

Right now Tzar is patrolling the townhouse. My guess is to protect it against the zombies.

It's rather hot in here. That is one reason I'm looking forward to moving into the Doma.... central A/C. I can't justify putting the window units in here for only a couple weeks. i'll survive.

Anyway, back to packing

Obviously that's where the sage goes.

So for about two weeks now I've been looking for my sage smudge sticks. I have wanted to smudge the Doma for a while, especially after a couple instances that I can't explain other than otherworldly.

But see, I hadn't been able to find my sage. It wasn't with any of my other ritual stuff. I had accepted that I was going to have to go to some new agey place to get some more sage. And frankly that was going to have to wait until after the move.

So while packing the pantry at the apartment I unearth one of my cookie jars. It's shaped like a howling wolf that actually howls when you open it. My first thought was "freecycle". And figuring there might be a hidden "surprise" in said cookie jar I look in and find... my sage!

Of course I had to go and put my sage in the container shaped like my totem.

I see the logic now. Too bad I can't follow my own logic the rest of the time.