My TMI index of the day

Just in case you guys are wondering what it TMI, it stands for Too Much Information. I've been reminded and reprimanded because my TMI index is just too much. See... by telling it like it is even in this blog is a proof of my TMI index. Sometimes you can just write anything in the blog, thinking that nobody will read you anyway and in a sense there's that double feeling that you can share your heart with somebody. But then this whole phenomena becomes another paradox of commoner's tabloid journalism. You're free to pour your heart out, but at the same time, you're not that free. Unless if you don't plan to live with another human being. A lot of things are better left unsaid... Really tough for me, hehehe. But I thought I'm not that bad.

So here again I will be keeping my story at arm's length. Can't really pour my heart out, because it may have some Butterfly Effect somewhere. I've taken down some of my blogs... I must say some of them for my own goods too. So there. You won't know how I really feel like anymore. This blog will become a Disneyland of sorts. All nice and chirpy with bluebirds singing on my shoulders.

But here's a short story for today. I hope it can be a blessing...
I've been dragging myself at work lately. Due to lesser and lesser things that interest me here, too many pestering and nagging to handle. But other than that everything is great. I guess, I can't work with my own pace in this town. So here I was taking orders and processing it. I was happy to have closed a deal that at least will generate some bucks to this very slow month (TMI alert: Just so you know, everything else in my life is great except work, hehehe. I got great husband, great house and great family of God surrounding me). I managed to deliver and everything was like clock work until later at dinner time, my client asked me to cancel the order and told me to pick up the items, because her boss don't like it. Good thing that I don't work for Nordstrom or that will be the end of it. I only heard her through the message that she left me. I was again back in my depressed mode. My slow month just getting dead slow. I didn't call her back until this morning. I'd rather spent my night doing groceries with my sis and forget all about work. I don't live to work anyway.

But this is the better part that I guess I have to keep reminding myself that God is good. Yes she cancelled her order and asked me to picked up the left over. But she ended up order a more expensive item to cover what she had returned. It ends up I gained more. Everything works for the best to those who believes in Him.

I hope you enjoy my TMI of the day. I have to go back to the real world and to my wonderful clients and bosses.