This day. Man, oh man this day. It's not like I work lots of hours, it's the mental anguish and stress that irks me to no END! Not only that, but it's been a rough couple of weeks.
My cousin died. 6 months younger than me. Scary. I cried when I talked to her Mom. Couldn't help it.
Apparently my mind is either getting senile or getting better at not retaining the negative. I'm relatively NOT pissy or sad or hateful. I'm sure given enough time remembering, I could find plenty to rant about, but just don't have it in me tonight.
Onward & upward. Only way to go.
If people would only listen to what I tell them and do what I say life would be SOOOO much better and easier to take.
Fuck it, I'm out. There's other things I could wallow in, but don't feel like it now.
Later.
