eighty.two.

i need to shift my perspective just a bit. waking up with an intention of trying to be … on time. this day is cloudy on my ride, but i need to focus not on myself…. i wasn't placed here for myself.

i was as close to on time as i could be … spending some time straightening up. i was excited to get a color client, but this immediately stirred up trouble with the other girls. one in particular was upset that she felt skipped, like it was supposed to be her client. i don't know what came over her, but she refused to let it go…and soon enough she was throwing a tantrum and storming out, as if she was a child. this display was unnecssary, she quit and then was gone. she said a lot of mean things to summer… like sb said "we were rooting for her…" but after that? 

my client was a lovely young girl from new york, i didn't realize she was so young… she had recently been stationed here in the coast guard, her friend meaghan made the appointment. they were both beautiful girls and i was glad that susie was able to share these beautiful women with me… they both went much darker in color, i played it too safe as usual… especially since caroline had never colored her hair before. her cut turned out really nice…. trish came in really sick from the night before… things got screwed up at the register.. now there is a password, so nothing can be done to change anything. this whole work nonsense is making me mad. 

i was glad to get another appointment because shannon "quit". it was a lovely girl that just moved here from florida. she was frail tan thing with really long beautiful hair. she just needed a trim… and she really did need it. we talked about yoga for awhile, i was really impressed with her knowledge about it… we also discussed a lot of other things, like music and what to do. since we are so new to town, we have so much more to figure  out. i think we hit it off very well…. 

I'm just ready to leave now and I'm tired of hearing about the drama. london left early… all of this place is driving me wild. he made the comment earlier in the day that i was one of the reasons he still came to work… the fact that i am indeed a fashion ninja is true….but i wouldn't go as far as… a reason. I'm not that important.

i was excited to style faith's hair first thing in the morning, she is one of the estaticians… a beautiful lady in her forties, but u wouldn't know it by her hair and skin. it's women like her that i admire, she agreed to throw my first stella and dot trunk show with me… i am very excited, also nervous… but you just have to push through that. it is what i am assigned to do.

i came home… and ate, and have to wind down. spent some time researching how to get stella and dot invitations, i have to do that within the next few days… also i watched a sermon. it was a good one. i need to be more of a servant in this life. i have always been a servant… "what can i do to serve you" must be my reply to the earthly creatures, it is the only way to use my power. i know this. i knew this…. this is why i am suffering here, all the way on the other side of the world. away from all that i know and love. i guess it helped that michelle texted me that she felt the same way as i do, but she is at "home". i guess the feeling is constant and there isn't much we can do to change it. i think that means our purpose is bigger than happiness… i hope that i get to help others…  let them hear the "angels"music.