Do you ever feel like there’s an impenetrable wall of goo surrounding your head and every thought you think has to go through that goo? It makes for unclear thoughts, I’ll tell you that much.
I don’t know why, but it’s been a rough day. I spent most of the day doubting myself and my abilities at work – to the point that I texted my fiance that I probably needed to talk to my boss about a demotion. I realized as I was driving home that I’m not feeling well, so maybe this all has to do with a head cold…
I’m hoping that’s all it is, because when I get like this, everything just seems terrible.
It doesn’t help that I live in a valley surrounded by mountains where the air gets trapped. I woke up to not really snow, but just white fluff on the ground and fog everywhere. I would call it a frozen wasteland (because that’s the mood I happen to be in). It makes me wonder how any of us survive the winter months when the air we are breathing is so terrible. But, I’ve lived here my whole life and I’m still standing. Which means that I will survive this winter, just like I have all the others.
I’m just longing for some bright, warm sun that isn’t muffled by a wintry sky. I’m thinking I need to retire in Florida or Jamaica…
My co-worker and I have been working with quite a few vendors in Mexico, and one of them told her today that we should set up an office in Juarez, Mexico because there is a huge demand. I told my co-worker that we need to learn Spanish and bring up the idea of opening that office because, I don’t know… maybe Mexico wouldn’t be so bad?
Anyway, I guess you can clearly see that I’ve played some escapism today. I’m just ready for a clear head, a warm blanket and a hug from my baby. That should make it all better, right?