Originally posted on FB 8/4/14 – Names masked and date added but otherwise unchanged.
The mister returned to work today (8/4/14) where he was treated like royalty. F took him to a special lunch of goat cheese enchiladas at Rosarios. This evening the kids treated him to Hsiu Yu special fried rice.
His fortune cookie read “if you have a job without aggravations, you don’t have a job” He says he never wants to be without a job again! He welcomes the aggravations.
Tomorrow he is braving the scaffold again – different job site, same risk. I feel nauseous but what are you gonna do?!?!?
I hear the Who singing “Then I’ll get on my knees and pray. We don’t get fooled again.” Not exactly the same but the lyrics kind of work here.
Are you still with me after enjoying the interlude? The Who is the best! AmIright??
I feel a musing and rambling coming on. Time (that awful construct of man) heals all wounds. Hope (that fickle bitch) makes me think things will be okay BUT and it’s a BIG BUTT being okay is temporary. Perfection is an illusion. I am worried y’all. About things on the self-employment front and other such woes which I cannot change. My controller self is outta control. Yada yada yada. Broken record Jilly Beans. We’ve heard this from you before. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. We’re all wasted. Wait! That’s Baba O’Riley.
Eff it! I am drowning my sorrows in music.
As always, more to come.