So it's two days later and about 11PM. It's been a rough day. Hell, it's been a rough week and it's only Tuesday. No sense in crying about it, everyone has a rough life some time or other. Some have rough lives every day. Who am I to complain or whine about my shitty days or pain and suffering? A friend told me it's ok to bitch about your bad days or your bad moods and I guess they are right. I just choose not to do so constantly because I realize that whether or not I like my job... whether or not I stay stressed out over the place I work... it doesn't matter. Sometimes, life is just an immortal pain in the arse. I have learned that I just have to suck it up and move forward.
I am the type of guy that, usually, regardless of how sick I am, I will go in to work or I will work and not leave unless I'm just desperately ill. Well, I used to be that way. Since I have discovered I am diabetic, life doesn't quite work like that for me any more. Being diabetic and becoming ill, even if it is just a cold, can be devastating to me. I have learned that the hard way. Unfortunately, others in my life do not understand this. I still will go to work being ill and have done so recently. It doesn't seem to matter though. I am not saying that I hate or despise my job and in point of fact, I do not. I love the work I do. I like to play with databases and I am endeavoring to learn our WMS and other systems. I just wish my higher-ups would understand this.
My wife and daughter have gone to the beach for the week. I am very glad they are out and enjoying their time together. I love seeing both their beautiful faces each night as they Face Time me so I can tell them good night. They need this time together and I envy them their time. I wish I could be there with them. Of course, if that were the case, this blog would be much different I am sure.
That's all that goes on in my world right now. Talk to you guys soon or show you some more fiction I am working to get on paper... so to speak.