Ah...I made it in to work for the ministry today and found myself playing musical chairs. You see, I'm short, so my feet never touch the ground in most chairs - so I usually find a chair that I can touch in and just use that. Well, today the boss decided to help me find a chair somewhere in the office that would work. Being a non-profit, they have a lot of donated items that allow you to have any manner of chair - most have something about them that don't necessarily work, but hey, they're free. I'm used to that aspect of non-profit.
However the last chair we found was the one in the front office - and being the heavy-weight that I am, I tend to throw myself down into every chair I sit in instead of being ladylike :) - yup, this happened to be one of those that flies backwards easily...my legs went up in the air and I nearly threw myself out, but managed to hold on for dear life. And the bossman began laughing hysterically :).
I of course laughed because what else are you going to do? It was funny...but then *I* start to laugh and it brings up the whole laughter conversation. He said that he and his wife agreed that one of my strongest attributes was my laughter.
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Wow - thanks *grin* - he then quickly said some other stuff about my intelligence, blah blah blah - it was just funny.
In all honesty, I've always been known for my laugh. I get lost in laughter and don't realize how loud I get. I love to laugh - but man, it's always been a sore spot for me because I've either been made fun of for it or simply told that I'm too loud and I need to be quiet. I'm one of those annoying loud office people at times. So if someone is in a bad mood, I'm the first target because I'm naturally loud, period.
Ah well, not intending to complain - just making a comment I guess. Laughter is the best medicine until someone gets a headache :). I guess it's all a part of getting used to who I am - being comfortable in my own skin. God made me this way and I have to learn to deal with the good and the bad :).
This learning to like yourself for who you are stuff is kinda hard.
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