Relative Something

Is it really only Wednesday? Yes. Do the days of the week make any difference to someone who truly lives in the moment? I’m not one to say, that’s for sure. The day job is so busy that I would normally really look forward to the weekend for a break, but I haven’t been getting a full weekend for months because the day job is claiming Saturdays. Makes it that much less break to look forward to. The weeks get so long, it becomes a challenge to track what day it is.

What is the deal with printers suddenly misbehaving, right when we really have no time to spare? The number of things piling on at the day job has gotten just laughably insane. If I don’t laugh at it, I’ll cry. My tolerance is really being tested. I really don’t understand why when things can’t possibly get any busier, they do. It feels like being the brunt of some higher power’s practical joke.

Maybe that’s why I laugh at it.