… but first, I want to say a huge, fuck-off THANK YOU to my dear bloggy (and non-bloggy) pals: Anita, Crse, Nancy, Margie, Cousin ‘O Love, Ami, Twinnie and my sweet Unc for all your thoughts, suggestions, love, light and hugs. I think I really needed it. (Duh, right?) Each of you brings a unique perspective and way of saying it that allows me to look at things from a different view and they all help me find my way through the tunnel. So, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU. I loves you all. (And Unc, it warms my bitty heart to know that I am my father’s daughter! Thank you for insight only you could offer.)

How did it answer me, you ask? As it happens, I will be sharing some of the duties I really disliked with Mrs. Tool Time (who not only doesn’t dislike them but actually has lots of background in managing people and programs and excels at it). I will continue to manage the operations piece of things and she will handle some other areas where her expertise can help grow the staff and business. It’s a good decision and I told Screamy that I believed it would take the office to the next level, closer to where he wants it to be. Bottom line: still at the job but now handling just the things I do well and not killing myself over feeling deficient in areas I have neither the time nor inclination to climb the learning curve. Plus! It’s one step closer to moving in the direction I want to go. Go me! (oh, and go Universe too!)

In other angel news – our friends lost their fight to keep their to-be-adopted daughter recently and were having trouble getting anyone in the media to take an interest in how they’ve been horrendously screwed over by DSS. I spent an evening reading through the voluminous history of the case and then before I went to sleep, told the angels I needed them to help me write something that was concise and would generate interest in their case. When I got up on Sunday morning, the inspiration was there and I spent about an hour just writing and then editing. Came up with something I liked and sent it to them. They printed it off along with a picture of their daughter and took it around to TV stations and guess what? Someone called and wants to do a story!!! WOO-HOO! Go angels!! That thrilled me to pieces! I don’t know if any of it will help them regain custody but if it brings awareness to the egregious dysfunction of DSS, then it was a good thing. (Ideally, of course, my intent was to assist them in getting their daughter back.)

I loves me some angels and the universe. When I throw stuff out there, they never fail to help me. It’s not always the way *I* think it should be but it’s always been for the highest good and so I trust it.