make today all about you
Sep 02, 2022 12:31 pm
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Happy September!
Happy September 2nd. Bet you didn’t know there was something to celebrate today. Bet you thought you had to wait until Monday. Guess again. There’s a bunch of stuff you can celebrate today to kick your weekend off right. I’m sure there’s a day made just for you.
Bring Your Manners To Work Day - I like a respectful workplace, so hopefully, if you practice this, you get the reciprocity you deserve while you hustle to make your paper.
National Blueberry Popsicle Day - After this hot ass summer, you totally deserve to cool down with a blueberry popsicle. Enjoy them with friends, family, or during your me-time.
World Coconut Day - I think this one was made for me. You know I’m an island girl from birth, and the coconut is one fruit I urge everyone to try fresh. Whether you lather in coconut oil, drink coconut water, make curry with coconut milk, get you a coconut and relax.
National Lazy Mom’s Day - Can I tell you, I believe there should be one of these every month? Listening to the stuff moms have to do before they can think about themselves exhausts me, so I know y’all need at least one day of rest a month to rejuvenate. Please do something (or nothing) to replenish your spiritual, physical, and emotional energies. I want to hear all about what you did or didn’t do.
Pierce Your Ears Day - Since I had my ears pierced as a baby, I’ve been too scared to get additional piercings, but I will encourage anyone who loves the versatility of jewelry to express yourselves or feel pretty or whatever reason you choose, to get them holes done today.
National Chianti Day - Please, please, please, don’t force yourself to be classy for this one. Grab that bottle by the neck and drink it like it’s champagne. (Please disregard this if you have a troubled relationship with alcohol. I want you to keep your health and peace of mind number one, always.)
College Colors Day - My college colors are blue and white—Go Wildcats! How about yours? And if you didn’t go to college, what were your high school colors? Better yet, this day can be all about you. Make today University/College of Colors Day and rock the colors you love. Send me a pic to show your pride in yourself/your school.
National Food Bank Day - Donate to or volunteer at a food bank to help food insecure homes with their next meal.
If you don’t get time today, remember to take time on Monday and have a happy Labor Day weekend.
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It Starts with a Midnight Knock on the Door is on Patreon.
The clock on my phone reads 11:45 when I close my eyes hoping sleep will finally visit me. Thoughts have plagued me for hours. Nothing I try turns my mind off. Not the pitch blackness of my bedroom, counting sheep, the gentle whispers coming from the white noise machine, or reading the dictionary. Not one damn thing allows my heavy eyes to stay closed for long, and I can’t deny the real culprit. I’m still in disbelief. I quit my job. With no warning, no nothing. Just wrote my resignation letter and left, but what choice did I have?
None. Working side by side, day in and day out with the sexy Dimitri Daskalaki played havoc on me to the point that it impacted my work performance. I can’t even blame my sexy boss for my quitting. He’s never made an inappropriate move on me no matter how often I secretly wished he would.
Today was my breaking point. I’d had enough silent suffering and unrequited lust. So much so that I made my resignation effective immediately. There was no way I could have given him two weeks’ notice where I counted down each day in my head for my last glimpse of him, all while working beside him, breathing in his rich scent, and ignoring my heart palpitations.
Ripping the bandage off in one swift move was the only solution to save my sanity and dignity. I know I put him in a bind and he won’t know it until he walks into the office tomorrow morning, but I’ll choose guilt over the morass of emotions that had been waging war in my stomach since my first day working for Mr. Daskalaki.
I punch my pillow, fighting tears of frustration for my inability to shut my brain off and stop thinking about my ex-boss. Argh! I leap from the bed and stomp toward my kitchen. Maybe hot chocolate will do what reading and TV haven’t.
I add whipped cream, caramel, and marshmallows to the piping hot beverage and blow on it while walking to my living room. As I lower myself to sit on the couch, pounding on my door startles me into almost spilling the drink on myself. I set the cup on the center table and looked at the wall clock.
Who is knocking on my door at midnight? Nothing good happens this late at night. I shut off the lights and creep toward the door.
“Pru, open this goddamn door and explain yourself!” Dimitri’s voice startles me into bumping into the console next to the door.
“Wha-what are you doing here?”
“Open up and find out.”
“I-it’s late. Why don’t we talk about this in the morning?” I press my head against the door, relishing the sound of his voice even as I curl my fingers against opening the door.
Even angry, Dmitri’s voice wreaks havoc on my senses.
“Pru, I swear if you don’t open this door, I will break it down. Do you really want to test me?”
“Keep it down,” I hiss. “My neighbors will call the cops.”
“Then do as you’re told and open the fucking door. I have all the time in the world.”
I bang my head against the door with slumped shoulders. Dmitri is relentless once he’s made a decision. Apparently, tonight’s decision is to ruin what little peace I mustered.
“Pru…”
“Fine! You can come in.” I unlock the door and step aside in time to avoid Dimitri walking over me.
My first glimpse of Dmitri stops me in my tracks. I’ve never seen his hair disheveled, like stress has driven him to run his fingers through the black silky strands, leaving a lock hanging over his forehead. I fist my hands, hoping the sharp bite of my fingernails digging into my palm will cool the heat building inside me.
While I take note of his features, he does the same to me. He sweeps his gaze from my bonnet to the knee-length silk robe tied at my waist. I snatch the protective wrap from my head and hug my waist.
“What the hell is this?” Dimitri recovers and shoves a paper at my chest and I instinctively clutch it.
“You weren’t supposed to see this until tomorrow.”
He cracks his neck then pierces me with the famous Daskalaki blue eyes.
“Why?”
He doesn’t give me a chance to respond before he peppers me with more questions until I break down and yell, “Because working so close to you, knowing it will never be more than work is killing me inside.”
My heartrending confession stalls him for all of two seconds before a grin spreads across his face. Outraged, I launch at him, but he catches my hands and pins them behind my back.
“It’s not funny! Stop laughing at me,” I choke out, trying to stem the tears from falling from my eyes.
His grin disappears and something dark and dangerous enters his gaze. I step back, but his arms tighten around me, ruining any attempt to flee his embrace.
“You’re right, this is no joke.” He bends to peer into my eyes. “I should thank you for freeing me. God knows the hell I’ve gone through every day that I couldn’t touch you…kiss you…fuck you.”.
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