Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Although I still believe in counting blessings and

trying to find good in people and events, sometimes I get really TIRED (!!!!!!!!!!) of being frustrated by events, not to mention people. There was a time I would go to the refrigerator and eat everything that could be consumed without preparation, yell at people I actually liked, and spend a lot of time crying in my diet coke.

Yes, I can still use problems as an excuse to raid the frig, but I know now what I'm doing; and I make an effort to not take out my frustration on people that matter to me. I yell when I'm driving down the street, at no one in particular and everyone in general. Primal therapy, I suppose. And if something's really wrong and troubling me, I can waste some tears, switching over the years from diet coke to wine and liquor and back to diet coke.

Seems fitting to do this in the car since it's the DAMN car that causes some of the aggravation. Even though this vehicle has received regular maintenance and timely repairs, the blasted transmission messed up. SO $2,300 later, my car is working and I can go about my business. And my business should be to make some money some where; however, in my work (for local gov't) as a small fish there's not a lot of money to be made (at least not for the small fish).

I regret not having talents or skills that the community pays for; that is, the things that folks get really good jobs doing that carry significant monetary reward. I know how to do a few things, but I've never understood marketing any of them. Too damn bad.

For many years, as I followed my first husband around the countryside from school to job to school to job to school, there was good reason for my low-end, low-paying jobs. How could I start an actual career when I hadn't developed any long-term background or job history ...... I regret no longer having such a fine excuse. It's rotten for the problems in your life to be your own responsibility.

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