Rotating the Tires

 I was going to work but I ended up at the lake. Since I gave up 4 hours/week (allotted to social media), I don’t actually owe any more hours to work this pay period.

The girlettes brought an Orphan Red Stone (carnelian) to “ rotate our tires”, they say. They mean “balance their chakras”, I’m guessing — Human is not their first language and they jumble things up (sometimes on purpose, I think, to be funny). 

Also, everything is theirs—that’s my mask. 

They are taking turns. I think they’re just pretending—they don’t get out of alignment—but I do! I feel better just watching them.