I’m not a superstitious person by any definition, but the way bad shit has been coming for the last month or two (deadlines, the World, this stupid tooth, etc…), you can’t be too sure.
But tonight – might that possibly be the slightest glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel for the #1 stressor in my life right now?
It’s possible, but I’m not going to get my hopes up. There have been several times in this process where I thought I was doing well and had others explain to me in some detail why I WAS WRONG. (It still might have been a “them” thing more than a “me” thing, but it was depresssing either way.)
Now, while there’s still a day or two of work to do to finish Phase One, enough of the work has been completed and submitted so that I’m not feeling absolutely crushed and hopeless. I’m still going to have to work through all or at least most of the weekend to complete Phase One, and there will be more work coming when Phase Two starts, and there’s probably a Phase Three to follow after that, but it’s like a triathalon. At least I’m getting to the end of that first event. Maybe. Until Monday comes and “they” decide to crush my soul again just because they can.
Things are cloudy and the view is murky – but that might be a ray of light peeking out. (Photo from the 2017 total solar eclipse we saw through high, thin clouds somewhere in southeastern Nebraska.)
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 