It is days like these when I could use a guest blogger, someone to just step in and take over for this whole 365 project. It's not that there aren't things I could say, just not sure if I want to say them, at least not right now. The past 72 hours or so it's like the whole Summer of Suck has been revisited upon me, and while I am trying my hardest to not fall back into that same trap that was last year's summer, it seems to be getting harder by the day. After all, I should be content with this weekend, not one but two trips to Deluca's (Saturday was chocolate chip pancakes, Sunday was cinnamon French toast) but I if I put the weekend on one of those 1 to 10 scales, it's hovering right around a two (one for each breakfast). It is scary when work is slowly becoming the best part of my week. And it isn't that work was good, I am almost to the point of firing half of my crew and starting from scratch. Or maybe better yet, just working 16 hour days and not having any of the problems I am currently having there. It's scary when I see Ed this morning and he says that he came in Saturday night and nothing was being done by my crew and proceeds to tick off a list of things that didn't get done, and rather than me trying to defend them I look at Ed and say that I can add to his list substantially. And that is the good part of my day.
In theory I could go all SDR with an entry, but I really don't like doing that. Not that everything in my life needs to be a complete open book for the page, by the same token I don't want 365 blog entries (or whatever final total this project becomes) to end up being some people get some entries and other people get other entries. I have delved into secrecy once when I felt the page merited it, not sure I want to go that route every time something is bothering me though. So maybe the best course of action for the time being is just to keep my mouth shut, which makes for less than compelling reading to be sure.
Sorry, I am sure the above paragraphs read like nonsense. Inside my cranium I can assure things aren't much better.
No it doesn't read like nonsense, hope you can get out of this funk soon.
ReplyDeleteWell I didn't proofread, but it felt like nonsense as I was typing.
ReplyDeleteI left work today with my head spinning so badly I couldn't remember how to get my daughter to school. My brain was full. There are so many problems and I am completely over whelmed. Luckily someone met me and distracted me for the afternoon. It reset my day. I think sometimes we just need someone to push the reset button.
ReplyDeleteI think I need a holiday where I can lie in a spa, smoke a big fat joint and watch the world go by lol
ReplyDeleteI still have my Cuban cigar sitting at home, but that isn't quite the same.
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