Favoured

I found this in my draft folder.  I thought I had completed this entry....

In have often told people that I am God's favourite.   They look at me like I am simple...but the truth is -- I often feel like I am highly favoured.

It's probably because I chose to see it that way.  I don't like to dwell on the negative...it's a continous life sucking force that once I enter, I have a hard time getting out of.

Today was a culumulation of plans of my new job.  People flying in from Vancouver and Calgary, all of the meeting details went past my desk, flights, hotels, taxi, food, all planned by me.

I feel like I am perfectly suited to this office.

One of the respondants said, I feel like a Rock Star and I prefer Green M&Ms.

I just happened to have a big bag of Green M&Ms that I bought in NYC in January.

I made an arrangement to leave the Green M&Ms at the cafeteria in Victoria General on my way to work prior to the meetings.

I get there and find the cafeteria closed.

Harupmph.

I went and stood by the Island Medical Program meeting rooms and my card won't scan and let me in.  As I stood there a man walked out.  I waited for him to pass when I put my foot in the way and held the door open.

I'm in.

I wander through and find room 1912.  Scan the card, BEEP!  Red light.  Agh.  I can't get in!  So I take an interdepartmental envelope and put it on the door so I can write a note to my Manager so she knows what's in the bag.  And the door falls open.

I'm in!

I put the bag of Green M&Ms in the interdepartmental envelope and put it on the conference table.

....and I was dying to be a fly on the wall during that meeting!

I always want to do my best at work, I know that I am marketing the Research Department--and doing my best to be the "hostess with the mostest" and the Green M&Ms--just a happy coincidence?  I don't think so.