It’s a brand new day. I am possible of sitting by myself with cheap beer and Sportscenter. I am possible of not spending a hundred dollars every other weekend. I am possible of netting positive.
Probable. I might even be probable.
But related and unrelated.
Work is impossible to expect in my line of work. And that’s my major lesson as of late. I think I still have to fight the struggle for routine. I don’t know. I think every time routine shifts something gets accomplished.
I’m just worried because a project that I didn’t inspect for a couple days went south in a hurry.
This was last news of the night stuff.
I hate last news of the night stuff. It doesn’t hit me until I’m home and suddenly I’m too angry to enjoy my beer.
Stressful job stuff. When was the last time you yelled at someone at work? I haven’t in a while. Third shift lady usually gets the brunt of it.