Thursday, June 21, 2012

Atlantic City and a Psychic

Ah, it’s Thursday already!?  I was off on Monday and Tuesday, so there was no blogging for me, and then Wednesday I had to take a test to become a Notary Public…which was actually really hard.  I would also like for the NY Department of Defense (the branch in charge of NP appointments) to explain to me why in NY I have to take a test to notarize a document, but in New Jersey I just have to mail a form with a signature on it to the County Clerk.  It doesn’t quite seem fair.
Anyway, I went to AC this weekend with the golfer (I guess I should be calling him my boyfriend now, but golfer has a nice ring to it) and it was SO MUCH fun!  On second thought, I probably shouldn’t be writing about him in this blog, because I might have told him there ‘wasn’t really anything about him in it’….Ooopps.  Maybe one day we’ll look back on that little tid-bit and laugh.
AC was fun though, we stayed at Harrah’s, ate, drank, sang, danced (don’t get too excited, it was more like a fist pump/arm wave seated dance) and golfer gambled a little bit (and won!) I even learned how to bet while playing Craps, kind of.  Everything I was worried about beforehand (What if he has some ridiculous habit? What if he talks in his sleep?  What if he has night terrors and just screams spontaneously?  What if I actually run out of things to say?) Was a non issue, the guy doesn’t scream/talk/snore or anything, so I guess all of my worrying was for nothing. But it was a great 2 days and it kind of sucked coming back to reality, but it is what it is.
In other news, while I was coming back from AC, I got a text from a friend.  For all intensive purposes the text read: “My mom’s psychic told her that I need to be careful not to get knocked up before the wedding”, to which I replied “LMAO”…because I was actually laughing my ass off. I’ve written on this blog before about my experiences with psychics and can most of the time tell if a psychic is legit or not. After having a bad reading in March, I decided it was time to get back on the psychic saddle and went to find myself a new psychic (yes, K, you inspired me).  And I’m happy to report back that I think I found a winner!  She’s no Janet, but she was pretty damn good.
She asked me to shuffle the cards and one card flew out of the deck.  She said “Just out of curiosity, can I see that card?” I showed her and she nodded and let me keep shuffling.  Well ladies and gents, it was the career card…and with that it was followed by a ‘talking/interview’ card and a creativity card, basically having her say that by September I will be in a new position.  She stressed that my title might be the same, but the atmosphere is more creative and there are a lot of perks (she specifically mentioned travel).  She also randomly said that if I look at my current building, my new building will be behind it and two the right…I’m going to have to get a map out for that one.
She asked if I was happy with my ‘love life’ (I hate that term) and I said yes…and she said “Alright, I know you’ve got questions…why does he work with so much green?!  He’s surrounded by green” and I started laughing and informed her that he was a golfer.  She said that it was long term and we’re a good match and if we choose to have children, our first born will be a girl, followed by an excessive amount of boys…she basically said child 2-5 would be a boy…so I wouldn’t have to ‘keep going’ for another girl.  I told her I was NEVER having 5 children, so that was irrelevant to me!  She also said that he sometimes views me as a workaholic and I should tone it down a little bit, but she sees my new job allowing me to do that. She also said I had to stop being so scared of him leaving, because he wasn’t going anywhere (I’m assuming she meant leaving the relationship and not leaving the state, because he is in fact going back to FL in November). 

She also said that I would be married sooner than I thought, which kind of cracked me up…but boosts my confidence about this relationship. Sometimes I still don’t think it’s real.  I swear there are times when I’ll read a text and actually think to myself “I’m the luckiest girl in the world, how did I get here?” but then I remember all of the ‘frogs’ (to put it nicely) I had to get through to find a prince and quickly say, "Relax, you actually do deserve this".

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