Okay, my boyfriend said I may have offended some of the people I work with by my previous blog. If any of you read just the first line and were offended, I'm sorry...that you didn't read the rest of the blog!! Geez, I wasn't referring to YOU when I said I work with idiots....but gosh if you don't READ I can't be held responsible!
Life is short, they say. I don't know who "they" are, but they're wrong. There are weeks when I know I've lived too long. You know, the weeks you have 35 checks bounce at the bank, the IRS says they want to be your BFF and to show how much our relationship is worth, why not send $500 a month to cement it forever, when every last bone in your body decides it's going on strike and the union agrees with them...then your carpal tunnel starts acting up and you can't feel the keys under your fingers... Hell, it feels like life was about two days too long!
Then the gods decide to REALLY mess with you and start showing you all the wonderful things life has to offer... 8 deer running along the road who stop to look at you, a wild turkey that spreads it's tail feathers to impress you and a picture of your grandson playing with his "cooter" because he can't say "s" yet...and you want to yell at the top of your lungs "NO, NOT YET!!! THERE'S TOO MUCH LEFT TO DO!!!"
If I wake tomorrow, which day will it be?
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Go ahead and gripe how big and bad the management companies are. I dare you.