June 17, 2026
Guys, I miss you so much.
Today, as I was finishing walking the dog and walking down the hallway back to Cornerlight (my loft), I was thinking about how Prosebox (and before it, Open Diary) have been my only constant for the last 25+ years.
That’s a freaking generation, right?
How crazy is that.
And I miss being here like I used to be.
My new job doesn’t allow me the flexibility to take mental breaks and sometimes come over here for a rest and peace of mind. I used to love taking little breaks and writing a little bit here and there between meetings, but now I’m rushing, rushing, rushing everywhere all the time. Things feel like they are burning down at all times.
Or maybe it’s me?
Because my loft doesn’t feel the same either.
And don’t get me wrong - I’ve written about this before - it’s not supposed to be the same! It’s 20 years later and so many things have changed.
Now, I have gone back to read entries of when I first started at The Glitter Factory the first time. I wrote about how crazy it was and how I was always working late. But I feel like the working late was more a personal choice because I wanted to ease into my evenings and avoid traffic and even sometimes because I wanted to write entries or check personal emails or things like that.
And yes, there were new systems to learn, but they never felt like the sky was falling all the time.
As I understand it, that’s how most middle management jobs are nowadays. Post-pandemic, things are just different now. It’s weird.
And I come home just absolutely drained.
I went to the doctor today. My old primary doctor. Yes, I want to change docs, but I don’t have the time, the energy, or the patience to research and try to get an appointment, so I went back to my old standby just to keep myself good on my prescriptions and such. And I’m glad I did.
But I even went so far as to ask him if work stress could cause a cancer recurrence.
And he reassured me that it most likely won’t. And I actually felt better about it.
And yes, I HAVE to keep reminding myself that this is glitter we’re talking about - not rocket science or the emergency room (my doc was telling me about his ER days and how he was not into that chaos one bit). What I am doing is for people to have FUN (believe it or not).
I know I’ll settle in. This is not The Cutie Pie Company after all. Yes, there are some comparison, but there’s no Chief Cutie, and that’s how I know that I can stick most things out here. My team is good. I also like my colleagues for the most part.
It’s just the pace and the workload that’s blowing my mind. And again, I was handed two peoples’ jobs, so there’s that. Maybe it just that THAT is the issue?
I’m also afraid that my direct boss’s job is on the line. I’m worried he’s going to get the boot. He is the one who understands the workload and yet, I just found out he’s not going on the Asia trip. This is a little worrisome.
Oh, and my car is still in the shop. My insurance has been dragging their feet and I am wondering if I’m even going to have little Chloe Car-dashian back before I have to leave on my India/China trip?
Anyway, it’s well past my bedtime. I gotta be up before the crack to get my workout in.
Decided I’m not going to bust my ass to get to the office in the morning. I’m going to go straight to Santa’s Workshop and work there all day. It’s so much more laid back than the Glitter Factory Main Office.
So for now, goodnight and big kisses. I hope we all have sexy dreams tonight.
XOX
GS
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