Maybe Next Time

It was a closer than expected race.  4 points in Tennessee?  I think that's fantastic.  It would have been nice, but it's a positive sign.  I saw that the Democratic candidate beat out the Republican incumbent for mayor in Roswell, Georgia.  Good.  Got to find the positive signs in this weird nightmare.

I wish my mom wouldn't go back to the food pantry.  She feels the need and is worried her snap benefits will get cut off next month because well, that guy is threatening democratic states to turn over data.  Sigh.  It's like every damn thing we do.  Two steps forward, eight steps back.  Yeah.  I hate being right but this what I feared.

I saw a doctor last night on Jen Psaki's show who's running for the senate in Michigan talk about that guy's MRI.  The doctor said he's more worried about people not being able to afford an MRI and I thought hey, that's me.  Sigh again.  I think I'll be fine but I'm at the point where I am tapped out for medical tests like that.  I thought I found my eczema cream the other day and I misplaced it again.  It's like a bad nightmare with that little tube that I have left.  Damn it. I found plenty of things over the weekend that I couldn't find but I swear there's some mysterious ghost who wants me to keep itching.  Bastard ghost.

We have a new time clock system which I'm fine with as far as signing in and signing out.  My mom wants me to drop her off at the food pantry and then pick her up.  I had to explain I have to be more accountable for my time.  I don't abuse it but I had to make up some time the last time I picked her up. I don't want to do this on a Saturday, but if it wasn't for that creep in charge, I wouldn't be shuffling around my lunch time and break for this nonsense.  If the weather was better, she could walk over but I told her it was kind of a pain crossing streets.  If the weather was nice, she could walk over.  She's worried and I get it.  I will make it work today.  I really hate the people who voted for this.  I don't hate anyone but today I am feeling pretty resentful.  Sigh.

Yesterday the lurker tried to interfere with something I was working on and someone higher up shot her down.  Thank you!  They never learn.  Quit telling people what to do, especially the one that told her to get lost in response.  They didn't say that but I got the message.  We're good.  Go away!  

Well I get paid today and that won't make my mom feel better.  Sigh again.  She's stubborn and feels like she should be the provider.  I reminded there's a lot of stuff that's expired and that's maybe not the best thing to have or something sweet which neither of us should have.  Luckily her new prescription is helping her with her sugar.  Please refrain from it ma.  

Today is a day I wish I won the lottery.  Sigh.  It's a sighing kind of morning I guess.  

I hope the good humans have a good day and don't have to sigh as much as I do today.  

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