Queen for a day

I’ve been away so long now I don’t even know how to catch you up. So I won’t right now anyway it would be inappropriate. Because today…is a very special day. Today is a day I wasn’t shit. And it shall be immortalised for all time…as the day…someone called me Queen Rachel.

Yes loyal fans it is true. This same person that started all those things I never finished; the steps for lifeline, the weight loss journey, the promise to blog at least once a week…. Has received a compliment for a job that I actually finished!

My childcare centre (that I work at not own you haven’t missed that much) has a weekly newsletter for each room and when I was asked if I wanted a turn to write it I literally jumped up off the floor. And I said ‘Yes please’ because y’all know I write like the wind blows and I love my time away from the kids.

And just this morning, my dear reader I pulled up some photos of our really cute 0-3 yr olds doing some super awesome activities and I wrote the shit out of that newsletter. And it was only three paragraphs but that’s what the previous ones looked like so I wanted to stay true to the genre.

You guys, I am humble, I am nothing if not humble but believe me when I say this. I knew it was good. It was the best 20 minutes of writing and 25 minutes of formatting I ever made. And I sent it to my boss for approval and I was just hoping that it wasn’t a false feeling because how embarrassing if I’d completely misread the brief.

So I’m in the middle of firmly telling a toddler to lie down at rest time whilst patting another on the back and completely forgot about the bliss of writing that morning…when. Oh I just want to make this moment amazing…come on a journey with me.

My boss who I just couldn’t admire more because she’s lovely and capable and just role model material…I hear her voice coming into the room but I can’t hear what she’s saying because the sleep room is sort of separate from the main room.

Then my colleague who’s in the main room suddenly goes ‘why are you calling her Queen Rachel?’ And I know why and I’m just bursting inside. And then my boss says something about how good my newsletter is and how she couldn’t even write that good.

I’m on my feet and out the door and all like ‘I’m so happy and this makes me so happy because I’m a writer and it’s like my hobby and I have a blog!’

I can’t exactly remember her response but in my mind it was like ‘Well so you should because omg!’

So there you have it guys. A shiny sparkly moment where I just got to do what I love to and got to be Queen for a day. Nothing shit here I won’t hear of it. Tomorrow might definitely be different but I’m going to enjoy this moment and let it strengthen my desire to write more…probably…for a while.