Smoke
So, already the smoke from Canada is going to be an issue. Wish this Hunger Games would just die down. Like Covid took over then this smoke all summer last summer. I just want a nice non-issue summer. Yes, rainbows and fucking butterflies. Anyways, I did end up working out yesterday. No Zumba because my kiddo went to his gf's game and so I stuck around the house awaiting for pick up. Treadmill and dumbbells - lots of sweat. Tomorrow hopefully the weather will hold off enough for me to walk to work. Otherwise, calling in sick.
Tonight is the bowling with lawyers for learning event. With work people I do not know. A couple of them hung out in my office yesterday though so it should be okay. It is the 45 min drive and hoping I get done before it gets too dark that I am worried about now. It is only 2 games instead of 3 so it should be okay. Than we have to drop off my car for some work that will cost us and then pass it's inspection. This was supposed to be the check that was "extra" for some "extra" saving. Yeah, yeah be thankful that I have the money to pay for it and all that bullshit. Shit stays hard and you just got to roll with the punches. Never fucking all rainbows and butterflies. Trying not to fall into that cynic mood, but good ol' U.S. of A has me feeling some type of way lately.
I love my job and the pay, but ... I miss working from home. I think that is the core of my moodiness. Then again, I do not think I want to go back to WFH so, I just need to get used to it. This time in a good way.
Hubby got me flowers yesterday. Nice gesture, but yeah then later he came home and snapped at the kiddo for just being silly when getting ready for bed. I got real fucking pissed. Just not tolerating it anymore. There is a clear difference in the way he treats my kiddo vs. his and I get that sometimes, but mostly it is like dude. It is not my fault that you chose not to fight harder for your kiddo. I am thankful he stuck around to help me with mine, but he laid down when it came time to fight for his because his ex was so stupid with that and that is not my fucking problem. He just let it happen, it was not my fault.
Once I get this paralegal certificate, doors will open and I think I will spread my wings a little bit south. As with everything else. Time. Time I hope I have to get to where I am going. There is a house around the corner for sale and it is almost everything we want. Good price too, but we re not ready to buy and by the time we are well. Hoping and praying the right place is out there for us.
I know hard work pays off, but sometimes I just wish it wasn't so god damned hard.
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