Is it really Friday...already? Where did my week go? If you see it, will you please tell it to come back here right now? I am not finished with it. There is still so much to be done.

"So little to do, so much time. Strike that, reverse it." Willy Wonka

I have a meeting today. It's an important meeting. It's with some big wigs at a big place about big things. It could change the trajectory of my career in a big way. It could be the door that opens into some of the big things I've been hoping for lo these many moons. It's a tricky door because at the same time, there are other doors I need to keep open so that I can build my empire in a way that ensures longevity and maximum return on my efforts. I must make sure this door doesn't slam other doors in other realms shut. I have big dreams that work in a synergistic fashion in my mind if not in reality...yet.

That and I have to pay the mortgage.

Ah, yes, no matter how big we dream we still have to pay the mortgage and take out the trash.

I'm nervous about this meeting. I wish I weren't but I am. I have had crazy dreams two nights running about things relating to this meeting. I want to look fabulous and feel fierce. I'm happy to report that my hair is supporting this effort admirably. Now if I can only breathe deeply and stand strong, which I can even if my knees are shaking a little under my wide leg pants. I got a really fabulous email from a friend yesterday who said, "You are a rock star baby! Act the part."

I'm taking that mantra into the meeting with me.

There is so much to do at any given moment and I feel as if it's important that I focus. I have a tendency to go in too many directions at the same time. I think it's a creative mind; many of my friends are like this. I fight this tendency on a daily basis. I call it The Fast Brain Syndrome. The thing is you can't serve everything if you have too many things to serve. You have to pick a few things and focus on them with relentless specificity while also allowing for flexibility in your expectations.

Now there's a conundrum to ponder. Hmmm...

(Madge is currently assuming the pose of Rodin's The Thinker while pondering the aforementioned conundrum.)

If all goes well, I'll be Snoopy dancing later this evening. Maybe while enjoying a glass or two of a nice Sauvignon Blanc from South Africa, my new favorite wine region. I'll try not to dance with the wine in my hand because I hate to waste good wine. If it doesn't go well...I'll just be whining and lying around in a bed filled with fluffy satin pillows in a fabulous hoop skirted dress with my hand across my brow like Scarlett O'Hara saying ‘Fiddle Dee Dee' and ‘There's Always Tomorrow...and Tara' while looking sullen and forlorn. The right doors open at the right times.

This is the rainbow that appeared in our little valley yesterday. It started to storm and there was still some sun and I just knew there should be a rainbow. I opened the door and there it was across the street. It got brighter as we took some photos and then there was a second shadow rainbow next to it that we weren't able to capture on film. A double rainbow doesn't happen every day. I made a wish on that rainbow and today I'm hoping to start making that wish come true. I'm a believer in the power of everyday miracles.

Until tomorrow...rock on with your bad selves.

xoxo
Margot...with a t

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