Strangely good... BIZARRELY good...

The cynical part of me keeps asking what price I'll have to pay for having such a good day. That I must be imagining it or on drugs. Except I'm not.

I kept expecting it to all come crashing down around me. Except it didn't.

Some minor setbacks. Things that I would have reacted to differently any other time. But nothing that threw me for a loop today.

Had breakfast this morning. (Unusual for me.)
Was even planning to go get lunch, but ended up getting too busy and then forgetting about it.
I didn't weigh myself this morning. (Can anyone say body issues...)
I dressed up for work.
Wore makeup even.
Was on time for a change.
Was productive and knocked back a few things I'd been wholeheartedly avoiding.

Hmmm...

I was asked to join as an executive member of this industry group thing.

I was a bit hesitant at first... Trying to figure out why me...
The chairman is young, successful, driven, outspoken... Intimidating... The rest are something of an Old Boys club, each one having been at this game for at least as long as I've been alive.
I'm pretty much the youngest female in my position in this male dominated industry. So it begs the question - why me?
Perhaps they're looking for a yes-man. A pushover. That's a negative outlook.
Perhaps they're just looking for some fresh blood. A new perspective... That may be overly optimistic.
We'll see...

I'm still pretty suspicious... But perhaps... just MAYBE... good days like this are not unachievable for me.
Trying not to put too much presssure on it or get my hopes up too high, but I wonder what tomorrow will be like...