More
More sh*t hitting the fan.
Some days, I just do not care anymore.
I never imagined my life would become like this. I thought all the love I gave, all the work I have done, all the effort I have put forth... would at least allow my later years to be relatively peaceful and moderately consistent. But, this point in my life feels like I am living in the Chernobyl exclusion zone.
The thing I no longer talk about is at the forefront, but asinine work things are also into play. And, the anniversary of my colleague committing suicide also occurred, and a j*ck*ss in the Department who did not like the fellow made a rather flippant comment about the fellow that rankled me.
And, to top it off.... I have to attend a mandatory luncheon today.... and eat sh*t I do not want to eat (or look like an imbecile by not eating). And, I did not run this morning as I was being an idiot and trying to avoid getting up to start this "glorious" day I have ahead.
The only thing I am looking forward to is going to bed this evening. The fellow's apparent mood in the image above is rather exuberant and jovial compared to my mindset at the moment.
PipeTobacco
3 Comments:
Maybe today would be a good day to have a chat with your Dad and enjoy a graveside pipe? You don't need to do it on the exact anniversary you'd planned, do you? Just think of it as a Friday afternoon wind-down from a stressful week. And if you're going to need to eat (or pick at, appear to eat) crap at some luncheon, maybe you can compensate by treating yourself to a healthful but indulgent evening meal?
I hope that expressing yourself helped a little. Things are bound to get better. Right? 🤞
Too much shit that feels like you're swimming (or sinking?) in it. I'm sorry for the stress over your offspring; that can color everything. Thinking of you, PT!
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home