Where I work has suffered some really low morale issues in the past couple of years. I work in public service and the community has not always been supportive of what we do. (You can’t make everybody happy all the time, right?) Our pay has not been increased in the past couple of years and, of course, I don’t foresee a pay raise this coming year either.
Despite everyone’s down mood around here, a couple of the guys got together and planned a Christmas party. I’m talking a real Christmas party, not just a get-together. These guys went all out and organized this party really well. We had food out the wazoo and it was delicious! We had live entertainment and the band was great! We had free liquor and beer and we had a big banquet room to enjoy it all in. We even had designated drivers!
The party was scheduled for last Friday at 7:00. For the couple of weeks prior to the party, everytime I saw a co-worker I would encourage them to come and have a good time. I was so excited to have something good to look forward to and I shared my excitement with everyone I knew.
The majority of us that work here did show up and the party was a huge success! We visited with each other and danced and relaxed. Fun was had by all!
Wait! Back up! Did you read that sentence? “We visited with each other and DANCED and relaxed.” I got out on the dance floor and shook my booty!! I table hopped and talked to everyone! I introduced myself to all the spouses and I really enjoyed myself!!
So to recap:
I went to a party and socialized!
I ate in front of people!
I wore comfy clothing!
I DANCED with reckless abandon!
I ENJOYED MYSELF!
My size had/has nothing to do with my enjoyment of life!
~sas
Angry Gray Rainbows 
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