i feel like i shouldn’t be allowed to write when i’m all fired up. which is why i usually write before i do anything for the day. work life balance lately has been way out of whack. like wiggity whack. you know what the problem is? communication. if people would just communicate what they need, when they need it in a friendly non passive aggressive manor do you know how much more progressive we’d be?
this morning after fielding several phone calls and texts dealing with poor communication i had had enough. i just needed to scream. so i did, in my car and kind of lightly beat my steer wheel. i put my head on the steering wheel to take a deep breath after that and turned my head to left only to see a fricken cop looking at me like he was about to call for back up to take me to the mental hospital. i rolled my head back forward and just gave him a thumbs up, grabbed my computer and what was left of my dignity and walked to the coffee shop to escape from the office and get some work done.
i think it’s clear what this best self is. get my life under control, get my time back under control i also need to get my attitude under control.
i feel like in a way i’ve stopped looking at issues and problems as ways to improve things but started looking at them as issues and problems that mount my frustrations and turn me into a cynical… word that rhymes with ditch.
why am i sharing this today? because i’m not perfect. you’re not perfect. we all have those moments where we just need to scream it out, breathe deep, pick ourselves up and fix things. that’s what strong people do. i feel like sometimes in the blog land people think everything is perfect, life is so perfect when its not. it’s real life. shit happens so what are you going to do about it?
this has been your morning weird best self post? you’re welcome and with all sincerity, have a good day.0