The plan for recouping and a stress-free weekend disappeared into a flood of issues. Proving to myself, once again, that making decisions in the throws of distress isn't exactly the best course of action.
Saturday is was work, work, and more work. A little sleep, then the World Series Game 1. Then after, in my brilliance, I watched the Bridges of Madison County. That movie always affects me in a profound way, and being affected profoundly, isn't exactly the best form of treatment for a wounded bird who has lots of time on her hands. I should have stuck with something light, like seeing how many times they can say "shit" in an episode of Southpark.
Sunday morning, made cupcakes for my friend's son's class...(long story)...Then made tacos for the kids ("the kids" is what I call my grown-up friends, who act like little kids when it comes to culinary delights). Watched the race...what a bunch of bullshit. And watched the Colts and the Bears lose. BLAH!
Back to work Sunday afternoon, in an effort to block out the black cloud that hovers, I finished up the computer mess that had been created by an over-zealous ad guy. I had hoped that closure on that major thought constriction would help ease everything else, but it didn't work out that way.
A constant struggle between my mind and my heart...work is my solitude...that is until I stop and pick of a bottle of wine on the way home.
Saturday is was work, work, and more work. A little sleep, then the World Series Game 1. Then after, in my brilliance, I watched the Bridges of Madison County. That movie always affects me in a profound way, and being affected profoundly, isn't exactly the best form of treatment for a wounded bird who has lots of time on her hands. I should have stuck with something light, like seeing how many times they can say "shit" in an episode of Southpark.
Sunday morning, made cupcakes for my friend's son's class...(long story)...Then made tacos for the kids ("the kids" is what I call my grown-up friends, who act like little kids when it comes to culinary delights). Watched the race...what a bunch of bullshit. And watched the Colts and the Bears lose. BLAH!
Back to work Sunday afternoon, in an effort to block out the black cloud that hovers, I finished up the computer mess that had been created by an over-zealous ad guy. I had hoped that closure on that major thought constriction would help ease everything else, but it didn't work out that way.
A constant struggle between my mind and my heart...work is my solitude...that is until I stop and pick of a bottle of wine on the way home.
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I just had the single longest week off my life and now I am sick. I would however like to find whomever hurt you and show them wht real pain is all about
or wait maybe not, but its certainly fun to do...