my patience is shot

I am so fucking sick of these fucking clients lying to me. I guess they think I’m stupid, but really they are, because of course I’m going to figure out you’re lying about your income when I see the pay advices. What the fuck is wrong with people???

We got a lot of bad news today…

The least of which, and the only bit I feel like sharing here, is that our favorite bar, where we have made so many memories over the last six years, is closing as of December 31st. We were just there this weekend and had no clue. I guess we should go one more time and live it up before they close the doors for good. I’m a little heartbroken about it to be honest, like I’ll probably cry about it at some point.

I had a light bulb moment, so to speak, in the middle of the night last night, as it often goes, and I had a long talk about it tonight with my husband on our 2 1/2 mile walk around the neighborhood. I feel better, and more positive about things, as a result. I feel like I’ve been phoning in my entire life for months now; simply drowning in apathy. I’m ready to end the pity party.

It’s clichΓ©, I know, and, in reality, meaningless, but emotionally I think the change of the year will help heal me. I need a fresh start.