Monday Monday
I feel bad belaboring you poor kids with the drama in my life over my self-imposed … temporary … part-time thang.
But pt-ing it for a bit … was a compromise I made with myself … knowing that if I waited until I had my docket in control before having my ffs … that it would just lead to one delay after another.
So when I had a hole in my docket … I had to take advantage of it … even if that meant …
Upon return from surgery … I’d have fairly substantive boy-mode work responsiblities.
And I did.
But in the last … three weeks …
I’ve been handling … and addressing.
A lot.
And finally …
I’m seeing light at the end of the tunnel !
Good Monday.
(Psst … which is also probably why I’m worrying about my local friends … because I know things are going to get strange for them … imminently.)
Did you use the word “climax”? hehe … Actually, I think that there’s always a chance to experience a let-down … but I don’t think I’ve really build-up much in my mind … if anything, almost feels like I’ve been dwelling on the challenges of all this.
After the great build-up in your imagination, I’d put my money on “anti-climax”.