fred

I woke up at 6am to the sound of a thunderstorm.
It was a combination of cloudy stormy weather mixed with beams of sunlight from the sunrise.
Really wild.
If I wasn't dog-ass tired I'd stick around to watch it some more but I had only gotten to bed two hours earlier.

I'm contempolating changing jobs, or even just plain quitting the one I have right now.
There is some majorly fucked BS going down. It's been a long time in coming but now *all* of management from next higher up to the CEO/Pres are all lying assholes, incompent twits or both.

I'm feeling really overwhelmed because there's too much going on not even considering work. I'm dealing with a recent death, possible legal action, a house that I have to fix up to move into, a relationship that I'm thinking I have to end before it gets too late.

And on top of it Mr. Dickface saying that everyone has to work 120%, over the holidays if necessary.
This is when that fantasy to pack up, move somewhere else to live a new life seems really appealing.