Aggravating work stuff going on lately. Nothing I can’t handle, just ego stuff. Why is it that in competition with men, women need to be overqualified to be seen as equal when up against a man who is merely qualified? You don't have to answer that, but...is it because of sports? It shouldn’t be a liability that a person doesn’t get a hard-on over baseball statistics.
My shoulder hurts and I had to put myself in a time out from my Wii. I have a killer tennis serve, but if I play much more I won’t be able to do anything useful with my right arm like drive or transfect cells. This might be a sign that I need more exercise.
I need a vacation because I’m beginning to get sour. Twice
last week people at work asked me what was wrong because I was sitting around frowning.
I didn’t realize I was even doing it. But then Saturday morning one of Eli’s buddies
drove by me while I was pumping gas at the gas station and he told Eli that I
looked furious. When a passing driver can detect my rage, it means I am wearing
my thoughts on my face again and I have to stop it. Because I’m not really
angry or unhappy, I’m just tired. I need a break from the endless routine of
working and paying bills and working some more and paying more bills and oh
look, should’ve paid more attention because we’re out of oil again, but that’s
okay because I AM MADE OF MONEY SO I’LL JUST WRITE THIS EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLAR
CHECK on a random Tuesday night because at this point who gives a shit anymore.
I could go to the gas station tomorrow and see that the price went up $8 a
gallon overnight and I’d sigh and fill up because I’M ALREADY BENT OVER, HELP YOURSELF! I feel like I'm 80 years-old complaining about inflation, but there is no reason on earth that the weekly grocery bill for my family of three is beginning to resemble a car payment.
We’re planning a vacation. It will all be okay.