Cosmo, my dear ?

It's Friday again and all is well in my little corner of reality. I worked late, got a ton of work done and then went to Costco. Beer, pizza, crazy-expensive graphic design magazines, but no Nutella. Who is buying all the economy sized Nutella in Portland ? Okay, that's an entirely different post.

Being in the line of work that I am, I find it funny that I can get so damn irritated with people. Don't get me wrong - I'm here to help, I do my best at being pleasant, etc. I just have no patience for stupid people. I feel that's part of my anxiety with what I do -- there are some sweet people who don't always deal with a full deck. I want to help, I'm paid to help.....but there is a reason why some people just aren't working. That's awful, cynical....but it's painfully the truth. The problem is, I find myself empathetically immersing myself in their dismal state and finding that it brings me way down. It takes all kinds - I know this but somehow, I just can't help it. Perhaps that's what makes me good at what I do ?

A quote I received from The Universe this week was, "The person who remembers they can always reach out and help others, Kimberley, never runs out of things to do, always has friends, and rarely needs advice." Somehow, this really *said* something to me. I tend to get so caught up in the minutia, that I often forget the simple things. Things like, I have a gift of helping others - of really having an impact on someones' life. I have found that when I succeed in this, I do have a "friend" even if it is far from my particular definition of "friend", I sometimes gain their respect or perhaps even their trust.

"and rarely needs advice."..... This part, I'm not sure how to translate for myself, because I believe that we all need advice - I know I do. Or, am I so caught up in the crud, that I fail to take my own advice ?

I'll leave it at that for now. It's Friday, I'm going to relax and let The Universe get back to me on that one.