It's early morning...6:24 am to be exact...I woke up before the alarm...I have a headache...I have to get ready for work...although I feel a bit shitty the thought of heading into work and seeing my guy makes me smile...the thought of a nice hot coffee courtesy of my elderly co-worker Margaret also brings a smile to my lips...I'm sure Margaret may have been the original Mrs. Doubtfire...you see, she's an old Scottish woman who can tell you stories of being in London during WWII...ah yes, the lass has many a story about the war...the potato famine, the wild parties on the Isle of Man...the dampness that invaded her bones on the best of days...and an array of old Scottish customs that would make anybody laugh...(though not to her face). You see, even though she rambles; and ramble she does...to anybody who'll listen poor girl...she's probably the best co-worker a gal could have...she's taught me so much in the wee bit I've known her. I am now an excellent brass, silver and copper polisher...I've learned that you can either do a job well...(which usually entails ripping a place apart to get into all the nooks and crannies) or you can do it fast...it's really up to you....I've learned that sometimes saying nothing at all is better than charging in like a bull in a china shop...and I've learned that even though people may come from a different country and a different time, have vastly different backgrounds...they all love the same...and I must say...I love you Margaret! Thanks for being you! You wee Scottish lass! XOXO
So, with that I bid you adieu...musing's done for today... Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work I go....
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