Bloody week.
Everything that could go south, went south. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Nobody was surprised.
I’m tickled to be employed, of course, and lord knows I love a challenge, but good lord.
Everything that could go south, went south. Everything that could go wrong, went wrong. Nobody was surprised.
I’m tickled to be employed, of course, and lord knows I love a challenge, but good lord.
My husband was at a factory this week that had an issue with an overhead walkway that was outdoors but over a work area. Birds were sitting on the railing and leaving bird poop everywhere. Their fix? They put very sharp anti-bird spikes on the TOP railing, you know, the one that people are supposed to hold onto if they lose their balance, and left NO spikes on the lower railing which the birds now are all roosting on.
I have had weeks like that. It almost made me wish I subscribed to a worldview that allowed me to do some of the things that people do to mentally escape their current circumstances.
The good news was, the next week is usually better. When you hit rock bottom, there’s sometimes a bounce.
Hope there is for you next week!
Hopefully the week will be better on Monday. Hopefully not because the easy day was yesterday.
Hopefully it turns around for ya!