Tuesday, 5/6 – I managed to maintain my cool for all of three minutes before total breakdown mode commenced. I had tickets to a Washington Nationals baseball game following work. But even baseball has been a real depressing topic as of late. Before Tuesday night, the Atlanta Braves had been on a seven-game skid. (The Braves would go on to win on this night. Amen, Justin Upton.) The Braves—among much help—could use a Nationals loss, so I saw to that. I also got to see Clayton Kershaw pitch.
(Can we please take a moment to recognize his immense talent? Can we also take a moment to acknowledge that the Los Angeles Dodgers have a line-up to envy? They should be unstoppable.)
What was on the plate for this rainy Wednesday? The job situation was no worse than any of the previously described days. Also no better. Huff, puff. The highlight was definitely meeting Mrs. C for a Tex-Mex dinner at Lauriol Plaza. She traveled all the way from Kansas to see me go to a conference. There was also trivia, including more domination. At this point, I cannot recall the last time I paid for drinks without a gift card at Black Rooster. Free food. Free drinks. And further, I found 12 cents throughout the course of the day. I am set to retire, stat.
Tomorrow will come. It’s Team Meeting day, so it’s bound to be a doozy. There is celebrating to do post 5:00 pm, which I will try to keep on the forefront on my mind less some minuscule person or tasks ruins my life. What are we celebrating, you ask? Boyfriend landed what could nearly be considered his dream job after more than a year of both full-time work as a temp and searching. He needs to be congratulated… in the form of a Cigar City and Hardywood Tap Takeover at Rustico.
As for the rest of my future, it’s gloom.
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