Last week's post seemed to have caused a small unintended stir. Someone decided to take a rather wholesome post and turn it into something it was never meant to be. I was blocked for defending myself against rampant stupidity. A day in the life, I guess.
Would that I had anything even remotely stirring to say this week. Even a hint of instigation to poke the bear and say, "hey, Ive got a bone to pick with you!" Why, when its needed most, is it so incredibly difficult to form sentences that are cohesive and sensible.
So.."normal" post it is, I guess.
I guess I'm worn out. In speaking to my husband earlier, I told him how I've been feeling. Down, a bit depressed, etc. His reaction was less than favourable in my emotional state so I moved away to another seat, instead of where I wanted to be.
After a long silence, he asked if he'd offended me. Of course not! Do I want to talk about it?
Well, if I knew what it was that was getting my brain in a tizzy, that would be lovely.
I paused though, pensive for a moment, before realizing what had been gnawing at me.
"I need a challenge," I said.
I like my job. Its stressful at times but ultimately easy. But, completely dull.
I want to be brilliant. I want to learn again. I want to feel a sense of accomplishment like I really make an impact; a difference.
I want a challenge. I'm tired of being relegated to mediocrity.
I want to be on top of the heap, looking down at the climb that seemed impossible, and scream my delight at the top of my lungs!
Well..I guess as my father used to say..
"How's it feel to want?"
P.S. On a lighter note, I received wonderful gifts from a very special someone today: a cute oddball Unicorn stuffie and a lovely Alice in Wonderland tumbler (its a straw and screw on lid thing for cold drinks..idk if thats the word for it, but it is now!)
Thank you, very much, for the gifts. You were right, I absolutely love them. A bit of a "little" care package, I guess.
I just need a name for the stuffie now. Robert? Tanzania? Rufus? Oh yes...Rufus the Unicorn.....
Suggestions?
