Thoughts

When I do not want to write poetry, I am forced to write the truth.
I have had quite possibly the worst two weeks of the year, and it is only March. I totally botched my vacation by being sick and while I did enjoy myself, I am still sick and have no energy to do anything. Ive lost interest in school and work and I am exhausted. I feel like I need a break, but I do not have the time for one.
Adam's grandmother died and that was, awful. She was a wonderfully sweet woman and Adam and his family was hard.
I wanted to crawl in a hole lately...and I still do.

Time Off

I was on vacation for a week and ventured to Florida with my husband first to see his family and then to St. Augustine to bask in old things. Unfortunately I got sick while in ValP and while I did not ruin my St. Augustine getaway, I felt awful for the duration.
Im now home with bronchitis and I want nothing more than to sleep, but responsibility is a cruel mistress and I am already writing a paper and forcing myself to go back to school tomorrow...oh happy dagger...where are you?

I should have some writing up soon. The poems I had published in the Fall Line Review maybe.

Let It Snow and other Annoyances...

The snow was beautiful to be honest, as it lightly fell to the ground in sheets of dotted ivory perfection...but I was at work, behind the glass of a retail store where I was growing more and more frustrated by the hour.
In a time where we should be thankful for our employment, I am completely disgruntled. I have given the corporation I work for almost 9 good years, I have dedicated myself, worked hard, given it my all, and done my best to do well for the company and it has only taken less than a year for one person to almost ruin all that for me.
I do not think people really understand how horrible retail is until they have worked in retail for an extended period of time, it is the most thankless and degrading job at times, where you are constantly dogged, there is no merit based improvement, and you fear constantly that the crap position you do have...you will lose.
So I make less than I have in years, I feel thankless in my work, I drudge through the day taking crap from someone out of fear that I might lose the job I have if I anger them and end up miserable.
It doesnt help that I am ill and that my dependence on the insurance and the job enables this one person to literally suck all the enjoyment out of work all together...
There is a way to make a place succeed and have the employees of that place not loathe being there...
My store never felt this way...
I miss it.