So, I think that if I continue to go to my job, my head might explode. Really. I think it might. But I can't think of anything else I could do that would pay me at least an equal amount of money. (I mean, I need a livable wage after all. And I'm pretty sure "bakery assistant" doesn't pay so well.)
And I had to (finally) make a decision about whether or not I'd be attending my sister-in-law's baby shower. I really like my S-I-L and am very happy for her and her baby having ways. But... Hubby is not on the best of terms with his family. And I'm pretty sure some of them think I'm Satan (or at least one of his minions). So this was not the easiest decision. Kind of a "damned if I do, damned if I don't" thing. But I'm going with damned if I don't. Seems like a much smaller chance for a scene to be caused. It still kind of gives me a headache and stomach ache to think about it, though.
And I am so tired it's not even funny. (Although I'm not sure being tired is ever funny, but still.) I just want to crawl into bed and not get out again. And I'm actually trying to go there now, but I have to drink this dandelion tea first. (Yes, as in dandelions. That's even what the picture on the box is. It's supposed to help purge toxins from the body. And apparently I've got lots right now since at acupuncture yesterday they did some cupping, sliding cups actually, and now my back looks like someone beat me within an inch of my life. And it only does that if you've got toxins built up. So I'm trying the dandelion tea. And it tastes pretty much how you'd expect dandelion tea to taste.)
And I read the zen story yesterday about the two monks, one of whom carried an uppity woman over a puddle and she didn't even say thank you, and the other one stewed about it all day, then when he brought it up to the monk who'd carried the woman he was told "I put her down hours ago. Why are you still carrying her?" But I'm not very good at putting anything down. Ever. I'm not nearly as zen as I want to be.
Some weeks are like this, I guess.
So, I'll go to bed now. And I'll get up and try again tomorrow.
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Oh I completely despise days like those. I have them every once in a while and if I don't find something to see happiness or joy in, it will completely rob me of a great attitude. I mean as parents we are constantly telling our kids to change theirs when its horrible, but how easy is it really to change one?
Love and Hugs ~ Kat
So what's worse? The chocolate tea or the dandelion tea?
I vote for working part-time at a real job and part-time at a fun bakery-assistant type job.
Working part-time was the only thing that stopped my head from exploding.
Ps - they can't be real words... today it's "remete".
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