LAST SM

 445pm – 91420  

“Toast to Appreciation"

 Is what we celebrated at our last Safety Meeting [SM] for the first football Sunday of the Season. I was already faded. Shailey, [ Me & my Sis, Shirley as a collective when we work the Bar together] had been toasting and taken care of with whatever we wanted our whole shift. Between Gary buying us Shots, eating french fries for balance, trying shooters we freestyled, or winging it for shift long SM’s, we were smacked and smiling and laughing so much my face hurt. This was one of many reasons why this was the longest and least hourly paying jobs I'd ever had and chose to stay with. We had too much fun. 

I LOVED Pops, my FT/PT/anytime Bartending Home. I was thankful for life aligning for me to help them, help me when it did. We had so much fun getting the job done together. We were a family and sometimes families disagreed, got drunk, and forgot abt it. Sometimes families broke up moved on and came back to each other. Often leaving them, I felt gratitude for being apart of something so genuine perfect, and dysfunctional. 

When Jazz got to work yesterday morning, I was taking the ‘Affirmators’ back to the car. Soon as she pulled up I asked; “You wanna pull yo cards?” She said ‘hell yeah’ … “& Hit the blunt?”…. ‘hell yeah.’-- I shuffled for her, let her pull, and told her to take whatever guidance was necessary for her at the moment. She pulled whatever chose her and was receptive to her message. Her first sentence after reading was “It’s telling me to quit my job.” Fully aware of that feeling, I agreed “yup. you might be right” 

If it don't Align // Leave It.

Hey, I cant tell You/Her your truth, but I could surely confirm mine: 

Fuck Paycheck 2 Paycheck poverty. Figure out your Truth & Live that. Diminish Nothing. 

SN| That was our Last Safety meeting as 'family' and Jazz did quit, as she should have. Affirmations ain't for Nothing, Life happens exactly how it's supposed too & Seasons change accordingly, all ways. 

What A Life...