A glimmer of light?

Here we go again, I'm about to be optomistic and hopeful about my future at Freight Lanes International, only to probably once again be crushed by the odd couple (they've been properly dubbed) and their moody ways.

Today was a great day. There, I said it. I ate my oatmeal at 8am with no commentary from the peanut gallery who often pipe in with "what are you eating?" which I find somewhat annoying, if I'm honest. I didn't feel sick or dizzy like I usually do from 6am-8am either, I actually felt pretty normal. Also, the sky was becoming lighter during my two minute long 5:58am commute (race) to work (at 6am), which REALLY put me in a great mood from the get-go because IF it actually does get light at 6am, I'll be happy to be at work then. And I have a vague recollection from some other lifetime (before I was a writer and a stay-at-home girlfirned, and... you get the picture) that the sun does come out around 6am during the late spring and summer months. Anyone willing to vouch for this hypothesis? Surely, there must be a 6am spinning class addict among my group of friends?

Anyway, I think maybe it's all about attitude, like most other things in life. My smile (Steven says its a constant smile but I say that's only around him --cause if he saw me at work for the first three weeks, there were no smiles) maybe made the day go by faster, the work easier, the downtime more fun than in weeks past. Maybe my smile was the reason that Dino (who, up to this point, seems displeased with the whole world) actually said 'good job' to me! This after several hours of "f-in sh**" and "mother f*cker" directed at either the fax machine or else no one in particular--was a really big step forward, for what its worth. I guess the question remains though, what is it worth?

Still kind of fumbling over the decision of whether or not to go on the trip to Vegas for the Aviation Conference which runs February 16-18. I feel weird travelling with the odd couple but I LOVE Vegas for the three S's: sunshine, shopping, and seediness I guess, so it's kind of a toss up. Also, hoping that a friend or friends might tag along with me (which is why I put the dates out there people--dont be shy!) and have fun with me during the downtime when I'm not at the Aviation Expo thingy.

Hopefully, the glimmer of light that shined in Dino's eyes today will resurface tomorrow and the next day, because honestly, if I can make this job work, it'll really make life easier and more enjoyable in so many ways! Then again, if an opportunity comes along that is more aligned with my interests, I'll gladly kiss my career as a ground transportation broker good-bye.