Begin Again

It's 8:15 and I just got to work. I'd like to start this day over, already.

* Woke up late - will blame yesterday's sedative
* Hit head on top of car door frame
* Due to aforementioned head injury I yelled loudly, hurting my sore throat from yesterday's scope
* Car pulled out in front of me on a 55 mph road although they shouldn't have - I slammed on the brakes and proceeded to shoulder narrowly avoiding rear-ender
* Car proceeded to brake, brake, and brake again, finally putting flashers on although staying in lane
* Started honking and yelling at person in said car to get onto the shoulder being other vehicle's were flying in at 55 mph +
* Due to aforementioned yelling, again hurt already sore throat
* Realized a mile from work that I forgot my lunch, and I was really looking forward to it
* Was late to work

Ok, I feel a little better already. I'm hoping to put this all behind me now that I've gotten it out and change the direction my day was heading.

A day of...

quibbles. I get to work, people are yammering. First this one, then that one, about each other and everyone else. Emails, about something so simple as an outing, are circulating with gripes. Back and forth and back and forth. It's all very tiring and not the way I wanted to start out my Friday, or any day for that matter.

It does put some perspective on how this affects other people. I know I do my share of complaining, work and elsewhere, but today has made me realize to a new level the impact it can have on others. No one knows how many directions one person is hearing it from at one time, and about such minute things.

I also ate my lunch for breakfast. It's going to be a long day...

Oh no!

Just yesterday I found out that if everything goes as planned, someday we will have a road running right through our backyard. This seems like bad news on its own, however, I think it gets worse. That will mean that we have 4, count them 4, roads around our house. Our own little morsel of property in the middle of pavement. It also appears as though they'd take out the only mature trees we have, the line in the back. Take a look: http://www.mapquest.com/mq/6-N4if . Not good. What to do.

Friendship Obit

We had been friends for so long, from the day we were born. Not just us, but our families too, until you went and did us wrong. After 7 years, you are refusing to leave the outskirts of my life. Why do you continue to include my parents in things (i.e. your second wedding when it was your decisions at the first that started the dilapidation)? Why do you continue to send holiday cards? I just don't get it. We are estranged, because of you.

I need to close this chapter of my life. I am not willing to spend any more of my time on you... no dreams, thoughts, anger, sadness. Nothing. Please, just go.