Ready to Escape Wednesday

 The one that makes my eye twitch got my blood pressure up.  I made a mistake.  It was how I got questioned that irritated me.  It was a how nice of  you to get this or that right.  With all the things that I'm expected to do every day, I am going to make a mistake.  I don't want to make a mistake, but when you overload on someone?  It's going to happen.  Sorry, not sorry.  

I'm a little aggravated by some of the diva moves because now I have to correct them or being asked.  She gets to frolic in a different country.  I got to find out I need compression socks.  How does this make sense?  I do like my pink ones with a purple stripe.  Kind of cool.  

I heard from the vaper yesterday. She told me about her career ambitions and I said always aim higher if that's what she wants.  I'm not sure how I feel about moving on.  If she gets it, I'll probably feel more alone. I don't have too many people I can talk to in my group like her or the Thinker.  She misses going to the office and I get it.  

My plan getting out of college was to eventually work from home being a writer.  I wasn't sure if it would be writing books, articles or screenplays but I would have my own office and wouldn't have to deal with petty people.  Yeah, that didn't work out so well.  But!  Being at home now has helped me.  I'm so grateful for it.  I don't miss the office one bit.  I maybe miss Sosie but that's about it.

When I was in college, college boyfriend talked about me staying at home with our kids and write.  I thought really?  You support me writing?  He was supportive of my writing.  He wound up being a divorced ass with no kids.  It was a wishful thinking moment that I had actually hoped for at the time.  

If he wasn't such a judgmental ass, I would reach out to him on Facebook and ask for his help with money and retirement.  He's some type of financial counselor and all I need to hear is him saying you're in debt that much?  No.  No chance of me contacting him.  And as far as the debt goes, big improvement versus two years ago. I told the Vaper I'm just dreaming about retirement and I know that's not possible.  Not at 62 and I know 65 sounds like a long shot as well.  I can dream, right?  Sigh.

I don't mind working.  It's all the changes and it kind of worries me that my health seems to be suffering in some respect with stress.  Weight not coming off.  My feet had that throbby feeling and I felt depressed walking past a window and I thought I did this to myself.  Cue the self loathing.  I know.  I know.  Stop it.  Today is a new day.

I found some good workouts on YouTube last night.  I think Honey Bear was disturbed by my cardio dancing.  Yeah, I would be too.  I kind of liked the variety I found.  

I'm trying.  Each and every day I'm trying to make it a better day.

Here's hoping Wednesday is a better day.

I hope the good humans have a good day. 

I hope the good humans have a good day. No eye twitching for me.  

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