Back to work this week. It's exhausting. Trying to focus on much-needed tasks when I get home: exhausting. Trying not to feel angry at R for leaving me behind is impossible today. I know anger is supposed to a healthy, or at least acceptable, component of the grief process, but I think I might seriously cut the first person who tells me this. So don't. I'm just going to rattle through this particular tunnel and try to get to the other end as best I can.
Be nice to your retail associates out there. Someone called a coworker "stupid" yesterday though he did everything correctly, and I am very glad I didn't witness it firsthand. That shopper gets to live to see another day.
Rodney Gomez: A Short Tablature of Loss
2 months ago