Blithe

Blithe, that's what I want to be, all the time. Blithe, I had to look it up, but that's it.

Work Sucks, for the 1,954th time.

Well, projects getting into disarray, forensic evidence required to support my company's position, so looking forward to time-consuming, gut-wrenching, mind-bending gymanstics on my part to come up with the story.

This has happened many times in my life and the common thread is definitely me......

However in my 16 years of full-time work I have never been fired. I do get the feeling that inevitably in some future recession I will be one of those older employees that is the first to be let go and it will take me months to find a job again. And actually I am ok with that.

It is the story and the story's defense that I really really hate. It's the story, and the listening to superiors speeches about how important this is and now is the time to step up and have your research and defenses in position, etc. Oh, that's the real torture, is when they don't fire you, they are just disappointed.

Prayer

Please oh big answer-er of prayers in the sky. Let this weekend go smoothly. The husband is already talking about putting a bullet in his head. How awful! Nothing I say makes him feel better.

This is the weekend we move Momma. After 45 years in the same house....husband said when he talked to her this evening she was blathering on and on incomprehensibly.

Tired

I brought home my work computer to do work at home this evening. Oh God.

I'm having anxiety about my dog eating the cat food everyday; be-cause, she is in agility class and is supposed to be an "athlete". AND I'm afraid the agility instructor will give me the talking to. But I rack my brain to figure out how to prevent this from happening!!!

Now I'm stressed out that I used 'rack' in the wrong context or spelled it incorrectly...racked, wreaked, wracked, wreacked? I dunno.

I have a slight background anxiety because my mother-in-law moves next weekend and she helped me out so much when we moved that I am afraid I have not done enough for her and am now owing her somehow. I don't give as much as I take. I might not. Who cares. Whatever.

Sunday

I walked two miles yesterday with the dog and I can feel it. JHC I'm out of shape. Am going to go again this morning if I can get my butt going. Picking up kitties this afternoon, it will be fun delivering them, but now I am not sure why I volunteered to do such.

My Newtie is purring by my side. He is a lover for sure, most loving cat ever!