Late in the day

Late in the day I realized that I was supposed to start what would have been my job today. Glad it was later, rather than sooner, that I realize that today was that day.

Responses to this revelation when shared with others have been from the profane. (Have to love your friends.)

In the end, I am sad. I'm allowed to be sad. The rage is gone, but sadness I'll allow.

I know I'll be fine and I will find something better. Just going to take time.

In other news, my fantastic ability to maintain long-term patience is being joined by a new found ability to have short-term patience. Who knew?