I don’t like to whine (actually, I do kind of like to whine) but there are times in a life when I feel like I’m having some sort of limits testing done. This is one of those times.
Pending lay-offs at work, after having finally gotten past an abusive co-worker situation? Check.
A state of limbo in one or more aspects of work? Uh-huh.
A relationship ending? Check. Amicably, but still. It always sucks.
Issues or stress with one or more other relationships? Even positive stress? Check, and check.
An ill person in the house? Let me get past the puke and see if he’s sick. Yep. He’s sick. Guess that whole packing thing will have to wait.
Weather trouble? Portland and weather drama just go hand in hand.
Movers rescheduling? Yep. See weather drama. It’s already bad enough to need them in the first place, but then both movers and packing assistants disappeared when the snow started to fall.
Issues with household appliances. Fucking washing machine. Just when I’ve got a person generating tons of laundry, too.
A lack of focus in all aspects of life? Pretty much. I currently have the attention span of a gnat with an under-developed frontal cortex. Do gnats have frontal cortexes? What is the plural of cortex? Seriously. This is how my brain works right now. Please don’t trust me to plan anything important.
Failing a test at work? Yep. And I do not fail tests.
I am supposed to be eating sensibly, so my normal stress relieving BBQ potato chips are off the menu.
Most importantly: my favorite eyeliner pencil needs to be sharpened and I can’t find the sharpener. Why do I only have one sharpener? What is wrong with me?
A person with so much craptasticness going on might tend to lose her sense of humor about life. Even this person. My generally bullet proof sense of humor is pretty tattered at the moment.
Silver linings, there’s got to be one. There always is.
Well…let’s see. The sun is out. I have a new book. I’ve been blogging again (which is, I know, a silver lining only for myself). One of my favorite people in the world had disappeared for a long time but came back around. The bedroom carpets needed to be professionally cleaned after the movers come anyway. The snow is melting, at least here in Tigard. I have friends who are trying valiantly to cheer me up. I found the bleach and was able to bleach every surface in the house. I do have health insurance at the moment which will pay for any psychiatric care I might need if the barrage of badness continues.
Could it be worse? I don’t have leprosy, cancer or heart disease. No dysentery. That’s not a challenge to the Universe though. I could really use a break at this point. I like to think I am pretty much unbreakable, but I’m not sure how much more I can take before I start to develop some serious cracks.
January and February can suck a bag of dicks. A huge bag of dicks. I am ready for Spring.