Trick or Treat?

That is the question of the day. Will it be trick or will it be treat?

Today is The Day. Think good thoughts for me.

Make that- think brave thoughts. Channel your inner Towanda and send it straight on over to me around 9:00 am PST. I'll report, if I can, later today.

This is the first Halloween in my entire life that I have not worn a costume. It is a sad day my friends.

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10:03 am Update:
Here is, in a nutshell, what happened to me.

Last Tuesday, I went to work as usual. My boss, having just returned from being gone for 6 days, wrote me up AND suspended me. From Tuesday at 2:00 pm until this morning at 9:00 am I was not allowed in the office, my keys were taken from me and I had no work email privileges. It was not only humiliating but completely shocking and unfounded. I still believe that the actions taken against me were unwarranted and a complete over-reaction. What could have been a casual conversation became extreme disciplinary action.

I spent the last few days in emotional distress. I pride myself on being a person of character and integrity. How should I act in a situation where I feel so incredibly wronged? I went through all the different reactions and scenarios from wanting to never go back to wanting to yell at the top of my lungs "INJUSTICE!" I landed on being me, save the over-emotionalism and sarcasm.

So here I am, having been so wholly supported by my loved ones and blog friends (yes, you!), a survivor. The meeting between myself and my boss this morning went smoothly. I conducted myself with the utmost professionalism and only shed a couple of tears. I can't say that I am over it. I feel in a way as though I have PTSD. But what I have realized, even though I thought I knew it before, is that I am fierce. I used my smarts and my heart and came out believing more in myself than I ever have. I guess that, for now, is the upside to all this.

It is a survivor's story, yes.