Yesterday was a rough day, I’m still reeling from the whole ordeal. Some of this is my own doing; it’s been two weeks since I last went to a meeting and with my 28th anniversary right around the corner, now is not a good time to be skipping meetings. Still, life gets in the way sometimes. By the way, I do still get a little squirrely around anniversaries – and usually I don’t realize why everything gets chaotic until it dawns on me that my anniversary is only a week and a half away.
My car is going into the shop for new O2 sensors this morning and the kids have to get carted around God’s green earth for much of the afternoon so I’m going to have to take a day off work because Mrs. Bgddy has a conference to attend “up north”. Yesterday was a lousy day at work, one of those that has you scratching your head and makes you wonder if you really know what you’re doing after all this time.
Any more, the good days outnumber the bad, 40 to 1, but that one is usually brutal. Whatever lesson I’m supposed to learn out of this, I know to just roll with it and ride it out, choosing to simply do the next right thing in any given situation. This too shall pass, but only if I follow through on that last part of that last sentence.
While I’m letting it pass, though, I’m getting my ass to a meeting come lunch time. Stupid is as stupid does, and to try to make it another week without a meeting would be entirely stupid. I have no need for more unforced errors.