LEAVE ME ALONE

Please… just leave me alone.

My kids…

my wife…

my parents…

leave me alone…

I’ve not been able to get any real writing done in the past few weeks.

I went up to see my mom in Oregon and burned off a week of vacation. My mom appreciated the visit but I didn’t get any “dave time”. My kids are sick and so I’m spending time working with them on their homework instead of them being in school. They are BEYOND FRUSTRATING.

My son is screaming right now because the cat is using the litterbox in the next room too loudly. Never mind the sounds he’s making slapping his thigh against the table leg. Never mind his grinding his pencil into the dining room table. Shall I go on?

Come my next day at work, I might very well call in sick for a mental day as I need the time to recharge. Just hide in my home office and turn off the lights. Sounds so nice…

The war in Ukraine is still going on.

The war in Israel is still going on.

Yeah, I got first world problems, I get it.

I wake up at 5am in order to get my four-mile walk in before my day starts. It’s almost impossible to get in a walk at any other time, at least consistently. Someone is always going fu… ahhh, never mind.

Yeah, I know, 1st world issues. Still, I feel like I’m drowning in the feces of incompetence. I’m feeling like I need some sort of change, some lifeline. Like I’m looking for words of wisdom…

I guess that’s it for now.

I mean how hard is the distributive property to remember? You take the value outside the parenthesis and apply that to all groups within it.

pem-dat-ass or ‘pemdas’ for short.

Tootles all