Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, (pause for laughter), drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our Mother would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing 'Hallelujah.'
So much for my “weekend.” Microburst yesterday knocked power out at around 3pm. It’s still out. So no desktop. No internet. I ended up going to a coffee shop to do the audit this morning just to have something to do.
Eventually power will be restored, and I can finally see what mods broke after sims 4 patch day.
I spent Monday, Tuesday and yesterday either barfing or thinking about when I’d barf next. I feel awful. Like too awful to come up with a clever way to say how awful I feel. I dragged my sad self to work today and my damn laptop died.
I drove from Huntsville, AL to Grand Rapids, MI in just 10, but I was by myself in the car and so didn’t need to care about anyone else’s needs.
Oh, and for this trip I apparently had my directions set to avoid toll roads. We go back on Mon, maybe we’ll switch that off, maybe we won’t. But when you avoid tolls in Vermont, the GPS thinks it is hilarious to take you up and down mountains at 55MPH on back roads that look like they came out of a Lexus commercial BUT in total darkness.
The fire alarm where I work has an intermittent fault. That's not the whine. We had people out looking at it last week & they're coming back this week to fix it. That's not the whine either.
No, the whine is that I got a phone call today telling me that there was a fault with the alarm. Yeah lady, I know. It requires professionals to fix & even if it didn't what exactly do you expect me to do about it at FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING!
You can't control how you feel. You can only control how you act in response to those feelings.
Yes, I know, it sucks.
Some stuff that's worked for me in the past: deliberately put distance between you and the other person; focus more on your partner; distract yourself with other hobbies or interests; and if all else fails, LOTS of porn.
Plenty of masturbation and trying to keep your in-relationship sex life adequately fullfilling.
But honestly, the sentiment "my eyes should not wander!" is exactly why people invented burka's and "a man should never be alone in a room with a woman" rules.
Your eye is allowed to wander. I'll happily stare at any woman's ass that passes in front of me, and admire it. I'll also happily stare at a cute doggy with a smile and think about petting it. And I'll do neither.