Well, after my last (very negative) post(s) I finally have some good, good news! I completed a WHOLE day back at work! The pain is so much less than it was yesterday--it really is so freakin' nice!
I'm able to go walk in the woods, and even though it's a bit chilly, I just drop off my t-shirt and grab my gun and go work on my budding tan. I check the turtle pond for turtles (there was one today, a HUGE snapping turtle with a foot-long shell), go wade in the creek, and watch my neighbor put ammonia in his fields. Oh the joys of being in Hicksville!
Sometimes it really IS the simple things, though. I love nature, I love being outdoors. I half-ass imagine myself being more rugged and outdoorsy than I am--hopefully most males have inappropriately machismo self-images some days.
Tomorrow is my first day back at Sears, but it's only for 3 hours. I can't wait--I love the Sears people. Great group of downtrodden proletariat without just being dirty serfs.
Wow, I got a proletariat lesson at a gas station tonight. I was at the cooler, thinking about buying a Diet Pepsi for myself (so crisp, so refreshing!) when I hear "Fuck it, let's splurge tonight!" They walk off with a pack of Budweiser instead of Natty Ice. I thought for a second . . . I drink Bud when I'm slumming it. Kinda makes you think . . . one man's trash really IS another man's gold.
But at the end of the day, it's not about golden trash. It's about golden, delicious beer. And that's something we can ALL enjoy.
I'm able to go walk in the woods, and even though it's a bit chilly, I just drop off my t-shirt and grab my gun and go work on my budding tan. I check the turtle pond for turtles (there was one today, a HUGE snapping turtle with a foot-long shell), go wade in the creek, and watch my neighbor put ammonia in his fields. Oh the joys of being in Hicksville!
Sometimes it really IS the simple things, though. I love nature, I love being outdoors. I half-ass imagine myself being more rugged and outdoorsy than I am--hopefully most males have inappropriately machismo self-images some days.
Tomorrow is my first day back at Sears, but it's only for 3 hours. I can't wait--I love the Sears people. Great group of downtrodden proletariat without just being dirty serfs.
Wow, I got a proletariat lesson at a gas station tonight. I was at the cooler, thinking about buying a Diet Pepsi for myself (so crisp, so refreshing!) when I hear "Fuck it, let's splurge tonight!" They walk off with a pack of Budweiser instead of Natty Ice. I thought for a second . . . I drink Bud when I'm slumming it. Kinda makes you think . . . one man's trash really IS another man's gold.
But at the end of the day, it's not about golden trash. It's about golden, delicious beer. And that's something we can ALL enjoy.
I am so glad you are doing better, I missed ya!
the gas station story had me laughing, and you are right in the end it comes down to one common goal.... (put in substance of your choice!)
kisses
KRISS
ps I love quotes as well...