nourishing obscurity

It’s simply been an  awful day, on a number of counts.

Sliding scales are a good device to quantify feelings and so, on the Mood-o-meter, where 10 is a feeling of euphoria, 5 is OK and 0 is total stress, today is currently about 2.5, the reason being two critical and a few less critical happenings.

I mentioned a few weeks back that this blog might end soon or at the least, I would not know where I was going to be in RL. I mentioned mid to late July – well here it is, it’s upon me and the first step must be taken tomorrow, the last official day I can hold out till. I have no wish to be enigmatic but the simple fact is that there are enemies reading this post who wish me less than good and they’d use any information I gave away … so please forgive me for being cryptic.

Tomorrow I must submit an application to the government and they certainly don’t do anything to reduce stress levels – in fact, they threaten and threaten, e.g. that if you write outside the box, you’re rejected and lose your money plus they charge a penalty. They listed seven separate ways you can be rejected and one of them means I’ll have to go to the bank just to check that the number they want and what the bank thinks they want are one and the same.

I tell you, I’m freaking out already.

And this one tomorrow is the least stressful of them, the seemingly most straightforward or at least it should be. It’s asking for nothing new, only more of the same. Yet it triggers a cascade of events, each triggered by the previous event and at each stage, I could fall by not having exactly the right info or not having qualified in some nasty little way by not having some SWT/302-B or whatever.

The second was that someone I am heavily dependent on in the work sphere acted quite strangely today. It appears that she’s taken a set against me but I might be wrong. It might be just as she said, that she’s tired today but it certainly looked to be more than that. Now I’m racking my brain for what I could have done wrong.

You see, RL, for me, is the opposite of my blog. On my blog, I say whatever I believe and take the stick that’s coming – it’s par for the course but in RL, I’m a good boy and try not to give any grounds for offence. I keep to myself and get on with my work, unless there’s a general laugh going on, in which case I’ll chuckle along too.

No, this thing looks like a power play of some kind and yet I have no desire to be part of it – there’s too much to lose.    Isn’t it amazing that one person can stress out those around. Better I shut up about that now.

I’m also knackered but no worse than you are so let’s not dwell on that.

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So, I came home and there’s MTG’s comment to add to Garry’s earlier. This day is now turning into something from a situation comedy.  The bright spot is that if today is awful, usually the next day is good so one can only hope.

Late note at 20:23

Want to hear something funny?  It appears that the workmen are planning to come here tomorrow to pull my windows out and replace them.  I need to be home for that but of course, I won’t be.  LOL

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