mean people suck

Long days. 

Long nights. 

Lots of work that’s never done. 

It takes 2 people to maintain a house

If 2 people live in it. 

No room for passengers. 

After 6 years on tour,

Phantom closed in Toronto. 

So the house will soon

Be ship-shape again. 

Almost 12 weeks of Life Coaching

And I’m doing better about over-reacting. 

I have life skills, like time management 

But I work so many hours, it’s hard. 

I don’t always feel like a work out 

after a 15 hour shift. 

I do less work at work now. 

It’s still more than the other nurses do. 

For Instance- 

I was getting the boy up

In the wheelchair 6 times a day. 

The other nurses seldom get him up at all. 

It’s easier for me-

No harm for him. 

But it saved my guts. 

I still have ulcer problems 

Or a Hiatal Hernia 

Or something. Lifting kills me. 

Food is spot on. 

All the boundaries. 

I made Chaffles to take to work. 

I didn’t know the housemate was on the couch. 

And I jumped and said something 

(In real life, I cuss like a sailor)

And he swears I stood over him as he slept and cussed him out for sleeping on the couch. 

Drunk people. Sheesh. 

I don’t care if he sleeps on the couch

Or in his car - or sleeps at all. 

He called me a liar to my face

(Well, in text) 

And said I wasn’t scared, 

Because I didn’t scream. 

🤔

“Startled” would have been a better word. 

But when you’re under scrutiny from 

A person who picks everything 

apart that you say....

It’s easier to make a mistake. 

Speak the wrong word. 

Stress at home. 

Stress at work. 

Only the cats are stress free. 

And that only if they are fed. 

On time. 

On a silver platter. 

Luxury Victuals. 

😻😻

Oh. A glob of Cream Cheese. 

And SF Jelly. 

I’m sure the state of the world 

Is crazy right now. 

And we’re all feeling the crunch. 

I guess we just need to focus 

On what’s ours to do.