Okay. This is a post on STRESSURE. Life is so up and down and it’s apparently impossible to have an amazing day/evening without the next day/evening being, to put it mildly, fucking sucky.
I posted a while ago on taking on too much and what an amazing thing that was, and apparently (again) I was SEVERELY mistaken with regards to how much I could actually do. I’m pretty sure it could have worked out, except Murphy (inventor of this stupid thing), went and made something go wrong in every project that I have so it all got delayed and now everything needs to be done AT THE SAME TIME.
Maybe time management is my problem, or, digging deeper, the lack of care! I put everything I have into something until the next thing comes on, and when that happens the original things begin to bore me and really, how much can you care about something that doesn’t excite you?
Normally, I make like an ostrich and put my head in the sand and just deal with the consequences when I have to, but apparently I’ve become an Adult somewhere in between and am now actually trying to get it all together and deal with everything head on. Unfortunately, doing this is leaving me feeling like a Smart Car. They’re cute, so it would be okay, except I feel like one that is currently colliding head-on with a 2893084230-ton lorry.
Luckily, I am feeling like that Smart Car in just a figurative sense. As long as I continue being a workaholic until this is all over I should still be alive! Anyway, the point of this post was to implore you to be patient and let you know I’ll be around more after the next two weeks of hell are over, and hopefully sooner!
P.S. I also just found out my cousin is pregnant and I’m going to be an aunt… again! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (See, good comes with the bad!)