Monday, November 26, 2007

It's a Charlie Foxtrot kind of day...

...or maybe it's just FUBAR. I don't know.

What I do know is that my morning enthusiasm for completing an article today -- one I have spent far too much time and energy on even before typing the first word -- vanished completely in the face of near-continual interruptions, harassments and general dung-throwing that began around 9:30 this morning and haven't stopped yet.

How the hell am I supposed to do good work when everyone, and everything, is getting in my face?

Well, I can't. It's that simple.

In fact, if ever a day was made for simply giving up, this is it.

It's possible it wouldn't have been so nausea-inducing if it was not the latest of so many frustrating days. I wouldn't know about that, either, because that's what it is, and I'm in no mood for what-if speculation.

This stinks. And my ability to resist the pressure and deal with the problems is dwindling fast.


Anonymous said...


is of course another possibility.

Sally said...

Hope tomorrow is better for you! (((hugs)))

lowandslow said...

Face it, friend: You need to make a change. Job...scenery...hometown...everything. A clean start. Sounds like you have everything to gain, and nothing to lose. Consider it?


emd said...

Lowandslow could be right. It may just be time to make a total break from everything and start completely over.