Doing the Bull Dance, Feeling the Flow.

The Boss really liked the motion. Changed only the introductory paragraph and gave thumbs up to the rest. Unheard of for this man. I wrote the motion in a pill-induced pneumonia-recovery haze. However, I am certain that illness is not the only place from which I can call upon great workspiration.

The Boss' reaction to my work-product is too important to me. My high-flyin' feeling after receiving his accolades this afternoon proves that. I mentioned this to Office Manager. I hope she passes it along to The Boss. Either way, my tunnel-vision focus on his response works in my favor this time.

Thus, I will work on my overachiever-complex/issues later, when I am fucking up again. Well, not when I am actually fucking up again, so much as next time The Boss' decides to issue me a newbie-mandated brain-slap. Nothing personal, just keeping the kid in line.

Until then, Oh Happy Day.

Resolution #3 is working out wonderfully.