Shit Day…

That’s today. A shit day. I’m done. I was literally ready to quit my job by 8:00 in the morning. Thank God for my supervisor who must have sensed it in the force and stepped in to save my morning… Went to lunch feeling pretty good, then the afternoon went to all kinds of hell.

Then I had to make that phone call that I HATE to make and am never sure if it’s the right call, but have to make that decision.

Came home and realized that unlike in previous years, I am NOT going to miss this class when they’re gone. In fact, I wish they were gone RIGHT NOW. This has not been a good year.

And that just makes me feel like a grand human being for saying so.

I’m tired.

I hate writing.

I don’t want to write every night.

It’s not going to “become a routine.”

It’s not going to “get easier.”

And Sir is going to stop offering platitudes before I do something he’ll make me regret.

And my period started three days early, because my body is all “Fuck you, you took away carbs! GIVE ME CARBS! Fine. Die in crampy emotional HELL!”

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