Arghhh. Gawd! There are just days when all friggin’ things just do not go as planned and you can’t help but be awfully frustrated.
I’m here tired, and exhausted, and angry at myself, and crying while doing reports because I just realized that I saved a whole set of reports in the wrong format, and I have to either manually arrange all items or be at the office tomorrow to get copies again and finish them all in time for deadline. It’s crazy.
Crazy because why am even still doing reports on a Saturday night, just right after a two-day psych training that still needs decent personal processing? 🤷🏼♀️
I know, I still do question my life choices too, sometimes.
And I tell you, that the “why’s” that my superego is imposing on me is way beyond my field of competence. 😅
But yeah, I decided to go on to another task because, what can I do? I cannot finish anything if I sulk and dwell on them. 😭😭😭
It’s like that star-crossed relationship you maturely give up because it is tedious and difficult and not really feasible, even if you know between yourselves how it would’ve worked perfectly well, had you just been given a totally different shared circumstance all together.
I know, I’m drifting, haha, my metaphors are weird.
Anyway, maybe I’m just really tired tonight and also having the blues.
I just hope everything will be fine again when I wake up tomorrow.
Hugs to you all,