This has been the summer of my discontent.
I haven’t written half of what I have going on in my head because of the private nature. I also haven’t discussed it with anyone. Nice, eh? Keep it all plugged up in my head so that it gathers momentum as all the crap ricochets off of my skull.
Yeah. Good times, good times.
Vacation, as good as it always is, was almost derailed due to a scheduling communication with the friends we went with. After all of the talks, emails, phone calls, somehow the dates were mixed up and we almost had a disaster. Of which I was the one who was blamed as I am the one who did the booking. And made all of the phone calls, and sent all of the emails, etc. I am still pissed off about this.
Work has sucked, or maybe it is just my internal distress that has made work seem so hellish. I have an appointment with my Doctor this week to discuss the possibility of a medical intervention. Which should be pretty interesting. Dumping the crap in my head out to a stranger so that I can score some happy pills.
That sounds a lot worse that it did when I was thinking of typing it. And I hate going to talk about what goes on in my head.
So what has been going on with you?
