I've had a great week...no bad moods, no anger at anyone. Maybe it's because I have a feeling of accomplishment at all the projects that I have started and not abandoned. Perhaps it is that I have started doing Pilates again and have already noticed improvements in my posture, which was definitely needed. Maybe, just maybe, it is because my cat Oliver has let me sleep in peace until 6:30am instead of waking me two hours earlier. Maybe it is just realizing that when I'm happy, things and people are easier to "deal" with. Whatever it is, I want it to continue.
Today I woke up with the same happy feeling, thinking, "Wow, nothing can get me down!" That is until around 11am. I was in a foul mood. Stay away everyone! Perhaps I had exhausted my happiness and was to be this way for the rest of the day, or worse, a couple of days. Then, suddenly, around 3pm, I was back to happy Julie again.
And then, to end the workday on a high note, I was helping a woman and her daughter, both of whom were attractive and trendy. I left them for a couple of seconds to clean their jewelry and when I returned, they were smiling. That's when they said that they thought I "was cute", and "very pretty." They liked my hairstyle (which I had just gotten cut and colored on Tuesday) and thought that I was spunky. The mother then said that I looked like Farrah Fawcett. What a compliment! I did a bit of research on her, and see that she was an icon and sex symbol in the 70's. While I know that I will never be a sex symbol, the fact the two people thought that I looked like her was...nice. That's all I can say. Nice. I'm still smiling from that conversation.
So, if anyone is reading, I'd like to know if they were just blowing smoke, or if I should be truly flattered.
Here is to another great day tomorrow!