Life and Me!

Thu Mar 25:

My Bluetooth just up and decided to stop working. Why should it be alright for my Bluetooth to stop working after a Windows update Microsoft? Unacceptable. I’m so over troubleshooting technology; work damn it! Your only job is to function, and you can’t even do that right.

I’ve been sleeping like a fiddler on a hot tin roof. I’m exhausted. I keep waking up at odd hours – eleven-thirty, midnight, one-thirty, two o’clock. WTH!!! Then I slept from five to eight this evening.

I think just like how bad news affects me, so do pessimistic people. As of today, I promise to stop letting our CA fuck with my psyche. I will be my bouncy, flouncy, effervescenty champagney bubbly self and continue doing my part to better our working life. So dot dot dot – no more headaches or being brought to tears over trying to understand, him. It’s too much for me. I’m gonna get back to focusing on my work and all my other great working relationships 🙂 I think even my boss is tired of talking about him – I think I needed to see that to realize that, frankly, I am tired too. He’s a grown man, not a baby. I am not taking on the responsibility of trying to solve his problems. I’ve spent too much time on it/him already. My shoulder is no longer available for whiny man babies and I am saving my tears for people who really need it.

🎶 You gotta know when to hold up. Know when to fold up. Know when to walk away. Know when to run. 🎶 I need to distance myself from him for a bit!

Matt made sloppy joes for the fam but he was so annoying doing it – he’s reading the recipe instructions out mad loud and asking for help every second …

“Mom can you help me cook.”

“I sent you the recipe. Follow it.”

“But I’m a visual learner.”


“Can somebody pass me a spoon?”

“Can somebody get me the chili powder?”

“How do I dice green peppers?”

“Mom! How much of this frozen garlic is two cloves?”

“Mom! I can’t open the tomato paste.”

‘Mom! What do I do with the leftover tomato paste?”

“Mom! Mom! Mom!”

Everything turned out yummy, but fuckin’ hell – the process was painful!


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