Nuclear Fusion

It’s been about 3 months since my last post and same amount of time since I began a new job at Jameson. Monday through Thursday I’m part of the executive staff- mainly agent relations. Fridays I’m independent and Jameson has given me the opportunity to promote my company within. Acclimating into a corporate environment with an entrepreneurial spirit has been trying at times and repressing of my self-expression, but at the end of the day I really can’t help myself :-)

Anyway, my inspiration for today’s post is a result of S.A.D. Also known as Seasonal Affective Disorder…winter depression. My super powers were depleted by mid January and a long weekend back in Sunny San Diego last month managed to restore my Joie de vivre with vigor and oomf* that lasted for a good 3 weeks… until today. Not only was Ms. Sunshine out all day BUT when I looked outside and realized that it was 5p and still bright, I sprung up from my desk with immense joy and shared it out loud. Summer dresses and strappy heels just dancing in my head!

You see, it took me three years of living in San Diego to finally accept the people. I used to question their sincerity because they seemed way too happy and eager to hug you upon meeting you.  Sweetheart, immerse yourself in 365 days of sunshine, beach, and waves and I’m sure you’ll come across as the most insincere cat on the block. Meeeooow! I constantly hold myself back from squeezing the S.A.D. out of these mid-western folk in hopes that it will knock the S.A.D. out of me! My theory goes back to the basic unit of matter, the Atom. I won’t go into quantum mechanics so here goes my brief translation. An atom is a cloud of negative energy that encapsulates a positively charged center- otherwise known as the nucleus. It's ME in cold, gloomy Chicago! But not just me, it's also the frowning suit sitting next to me on the LaSalle bus reading his Wall Street Journal as well. I started developing an intense desire to hug the attitude out of him but, instead I created the visual in my head in hopes that he would be affected through osmosis. Nuclear fusion baby! Seriously, such a gorgeous creature and a shame that he isn’t smiling.

This brings me to another inspiration… beautiful people! Jameson is nothing but this and our Realtors can be visual muses. One of my favorite quotes is from Michael Rapaport in the 1996 flick, Beautiful Girls in which he’s explaining his fanatic display of super models on his wall. “A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been drinking Jack and Coke all morning. She can make you feel high; full of the single greatest commodity known to man: promise. Promise of a better day. Promise of a greater hope. Promise of a new tomorrow. This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile and in her soul.. and the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it's going to be okay…hope dancing in stiletto heals…”

Beautiful men can also quench a S.A.D. girl’s day just the same. His Canali cologne, his emanating confidence and cool stride, his smooth glowing skin, his eloquent speech, or his sensual smile at this morning’s event because he saw my familiar face.