My current situation and movie, so much fun at work, my leftness pulls me into 80 conversations where I’m just letting my boss have it for the treatment I’ve endured over 3.5 years now.
And it’s a waiting game, it is not the right time, I have a spleen calming the mind in a fit of giggles reminding me the last two weeks “just wait, wait, wait”
But I am incapable of unseeing the patterns with my boss, the behavior, the treatment. I’ve overheard her frustration with me as she vented to her niece on the phone (niece will be taking over the sandwich shop when she retires) and it’s like, thanks unconscious 13.5, I appreciate eavesdropping while I’m trying to pee and we have paper thin walls in that store.
And more so, watching out for bitterness yes? However, it’s even deeper than that. My 3/5 emo gen pointed out to me how my vehicle appears so stressed out when I’m in that environment. And while there are days I know to be fully supportive and thus very on edge (big cater days for example) it was a curiosity to me to have him point it out. I have been aware and noticing my vehicle stress on high stress days. And now I actually can’t unsee that…..it goes beyond just the typical, my 5/1 generator boss is in a mood and not only is she enveloping us in it, her 1 vehicle and my 1 personality resonate so hard, it’s almost telepathic, I can’t quite correctly describe that phenomenon. But it’s insane, I’m not surprised anymore when it comes to me and her.
My vehicle is indeed stressed. I recognized yesterday beyond just a 3rd line unconscious that it’s due to the tiny hand shakes that cause me to be extra clumsy. That my neck and back are so tense, my sleep is disrupted due to a stress I’m not consciously aware of. My mind is doing the mind thing, whatever, but what is this vehicle doing?
It is coming to the end of the year, we are in limitation this week, same shit, different day, and while I accept the limitations especially now where my general unease and discomfort are limiting me even more; I work for someone who has ungodly expectations and a nasty way of expressing it.
She quit smoking cold turkey after 50 years on January 9th, and I still smoke, and honestly it’s to a point I wouldn’t even be surprised she’s pissed at me cause I smoke (yes the pettiness is that real) and while I don’t know, she would never admit it, imma lean hard on the 1 unconscious with my 1 personality because time and time again she reads my mind, and I mean pervabtim and I figure I’m picking up her vehicles frequency in my thoughts.
And it’s been explained to me through my 3/6 projector friend, who also worked with her, that the past two quarters of the year are the hardest with her. So, I’m calmly waiting out the storm, processing, digesting and, true to the investigation, getting down to the bottom of it in this ride lately.
I did acquire a traffic control flagger license on Saturday. It’s good for 3 years. It was paid for by my ego generator uncle who wishes to see me do more with myself, and I accepted the invitation correctly. So I have options.
And lemme tell ya, it is already a better week having security in my pocket (literally I have my own card and everything in my wallet lol) knowing I have an opportunity to make a career out of something more than just making sandwiches. There’s a lot more to my thoughts already this week, the identification and understanding of my bosses behavior and the sudden omfg moment I had last week where I truly understood it finally and stopped making excuses. I mean, she’s a 5th line, am I ever meant to know her? But perhaps the time has been spent too long, that I see her too much, that I have crossed the line of projection and actually see her now.
It is indeed at a, enough is enough. Take it from the open sacral….but I am waiting my time correctly.