Inside My Head (Don't forget your helmet)

I wish I could say I feel bad when I hear about your troubles. I wish I could muster up even an ounce of sympathy. But I can't. Does that make me a bad person? Probably. Frankly, I don't give a damn. You never did, I am following your example. No sympathy. No empathy. No cares or concerns for anyone but yourself. So you can't really be surprised, can you? Knowing you, you probably can. Forever the innocent victim. Ha. I won't go as far as laugh in your face. Or gain pleasure from your situation. But will I care? Absolutely not. Will I worry for you? Nope. Do I feel you deserve it? I'd be lying if I said I didn't. You reap what you sow. And you've sowed nothing but evil for as long as I've known you. So now that's it's heading your way, it feels...meant to be. Not something I wished for, but something that makes sense in the grand scheme of things. Karma. It's here and it'll make you pay. For all the tears, pain and hopelessness you caused

Today is my husband's birthday. Yesterday was my brother's birthday. In 4 days is my sister's birthday. Lots of celebrations to be had. We kicked it off early last weekend with a trip to an orchard to pick peaches and cherries. It was super hot, but fun. Lots of walking, too. But it's always good to get some exercise. Our main goal was to hit the beach, but we stopped on our way to do a little truffle tasting. They were delish! I'm upset because I bought some and they melted in the car and I didn't get to enjoy them at all. Oh well, maybe next time. The place is only an hour and a half from my parent's house, so hopefully we'll go back soon. After the truffle tasting, we headed to the beach. I had a blast. I love swimming, love being in the water. Not crazy about the sunburn, but luckily, it wasn't so bad this time. I can't say the same for my brother, as he ended up getting buried in the sand, and knocked out. His shoulders were left exposed,  a

I really like my job. There, I finally said it. Whew! For months, people have excitedly ask me how I like my new job and I reply with a "it's good" or "it's much better". For one, I'm not an overly enthusiastic person, and secondly, I just didn't want to jinx the situation for myself. It's like I'm afraid of admitting that things are good here for fear of things changing for the worst. Honestly, yes, there's going to be some issues with certain lazy ass people who aren't used to doing work and get defensive when they get called out on it, but man, that happens everywhere, so that's not surprising. Some of the old timers have complaints about change and new policies and procedures, but that is also expected. As far as me and what I do and my boss and my relationship with her...it's like night and day from my last place. She is so different from my old boss. I can communicate with her, joke around and talk to her comfortably. Sh

Those who know me, know that I'm a bit anti-social. Maybe that's putting it lightly. I'm a homebody, I like to keep to myself, hate meeting new people, despise crowds and get social-anxiety in most situations where I have to hang out around people I don't know, or around a lot of people. Thus, I usually tend to avoid situations where I know I would be exposed to that. This year, however, I'm trying something new, and I'm making an effort to get out there and do new things and have new experiences. Not with new people, necessarily, but people I know and love. I have to start small and besides, I think I'm too old to be making new friends, but you never know. I am going out later this week with some ladies from work, so that will be new, and I'm sure lots of fun. I went with family to a big fest in a nearby suburb that was PACKED. I almost had a panic attack walking through the crowd, in fact, I had to walk out behind the generators for one of the food tru