Bleh. I had a bad day at work (we thought I was cursed) and came home, had a light, quick nap, ran a couple errands, came home, had a small glass of scotch. You know things aren't good if I'm bringin' out the scotch (not to imply "end of the world" bad, just "I'm irritated and I can't take a single thing more" bad). If it was "end of the world bad" I'd be kickin' back a lot more than scotch ;)
Chilled out, watched Chasing Amy, which lightened my mood a bit. Many minor irritations were had before, and I started to have thoughts and flashbacks from last night's conversation with my mother. I think about it and I get angry. But my anger goes beyond the phone call. The anger goes back 20 years and I'm dealing with a lot of inner shit I really don't care to. The worst thing is the anger won't go away overnight. It won't be solved with one lightbulb moment...and *that's* what makes me angry. The past I can separate from; it's wanting it off my coattails, unable to kick it off that the frustration comes in. It's a lingering ghost that's overstaying his welcome.
Well, it's a good thing it's bedtime. There will always be time to battle more demons tomorrow.
Can you believe the week is almost over? Where did it go?
2 comments:
I'm sorry you had to deal with one of 'those days' and hope the 'demons' go away and stay away. You deserve happy thoughts and better days, may they come in spades and wash away days like today. Thinking of you and praying for you. I care.
Ah, the day passed and today at work was much better! But thanks for your kind words, as always :)
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