Wednesday, April 6, 2011

"Get to church cause you're a good girl, and he never told you that"


What a day it has been. Busy, stressful and strange. I woke up with a sore throat which provoked me to take allergy medicine to make my throat feel better. This medication said "Day-time" on it. Otherwise I wouldn't have taken it during the day, while I was at work. Needless to say, it knocked me for a loop and I felt like a zombie. Now I feel anxious and wired from the coffee and chocolate bar I consumed. A series of bad choices. Anyway, compared to the main part of my day, the allergy medication was the good part. I never imagined something that I had to deal with a few years ago would rear it's angry head again. Not the type of thing you'd think would happen twice. The kind of extra stressful situation where you are helpless, there is not much I can do. I wasn't happy with the way I was forced to deal with it years ago, and I'm still not happy to make the same choice but I have no other option. Sometimes you must do things you don't want to do and pray for the best outcome. The first time this arose it worked itself out eventually, but I must say it took quite some time. 
        This particular kind of situation does make me realize how important my friends are. Even friends that I'm not so close with anymore. When it comes down to it, even if my worst enemy was in bad enough trouble I'd try to help them. It doesn't matter who it is, there is a point where I would help just about anyone if I could. When a situation gets serious enough I tend to forget any animosity that may have been there. I wish I had an easier time doing this even when the situation wasn't so serious. 
     I suppose sometimes being ridiculously busy is a good thing. When I don't have any room to procrastinate I don't have any option except get some serious work done. Despite an extremely distracted mind, I managed to check a few things off my long list. Also, I will be working double the amount I usually do, next week, because a few people are going away. This means: another crammed week and a substantial amount of money, hopefully. It will all be worth it when it's over. Also, have I mentioned I'm a freak of nature and I enjoy working? Well If I haven't, there you go. I enjoy my job. I know, it's weird.

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