We interrupt your regularly scheduled bliss for this announcement from the dark side of life.
You have to take the good with the bad and realize that the world doesn’t run on sunshine and roses, sometimes there are tears, screaming, and the blues involved in this thing we call life. I haven’t written for a couple of days because I haven’t been feeling too blissful and all the usual things that bring me bliss aren’t working. So instead of a blissful blog, today’s blog is more about the darker side of live, because sometimes in order to find the bliss ya gotta sing the blues.
The days are getting shorter and it’s dark when I get up and go to work and dark when I get off work. I feel like a cellar dweller who never sees the light of day. Although I know I could take time at lunch and go for a walk to get some sunlight, I’m so far in the dumps that doesn’t even sound appealing.
I’d originally written a highly entertaining paragraph about certain people who make my life really miserable, but since I’m never sure who is reading my blog and the fact that there would have been enough details that anyone who knows me could have figured out who I’m talking about, I deleted the paragraph and will leave it at there are certain people in my life who provide much fodder for endless conversations about how much they suck.
Money is tight right now and we just got hit with a HUGE tax bill that’s making matters worse. It gets depressing to work your butt of and not have enough money at the end of the month. To make matters worse everyone acts as if I can just snap my fingers and produce more money. It doesn’t work that way.
The moron trolls posted comments again yesterday and even though I know they are total idiots who bring absolutely no value to the world, I let their comments get under my skin. That is dumb and I know it, but it happened and I need to let it go and not worry about what some idiot who lives in mommy’s basement thinks.
Okay, are all of you tired of listening to me whine? I’m not even a good Blues singer because it just comes off as a lot of whining that even makes me disgusted with myself.
Now we’ll return to your regularly scheduled bliss.
Cairn by Cairn 