Boot or Sandal?

19 months of a pandemic shitshow, and I am exhausted.

I'm exhausted that so-called "adults" are running around butthurt because someone with some degree of intelligence and/or empathy asked them to think of - PEARLS CLUTCHED!! - other human beings.

I'm exhausted at a society that only seems fit to function as if quotes are supposed to be around the word "adult" because however it was in high school felt better than now. You're not in high school anymore, honey, so...

I'm exhausted at the endless strings of grief that I have to try to keep at bay because I haven't seen blood family except through screens and blogs since 2018 (at my mother's funeral. An aunt and my oldest sister have passed since then, both - blessedly - before COVID landed, but missing that not thinking that it'd be this long afterward before I could commiserate in person with my people safely is a lot.)

I'm exhausted because all of this work-from-homeness has me and others who work in I.T. support butting heads with PTSD on the regular (These still aren't calls I expect to get cussed out during, but it happens a good deal now.).

Calling your ISP's help desk with a WinXP in 2019.... I almost laughed at this dude (and would've kept laughing for at least an entire minute!)!!

I don't like waking up in the morning with my middle fingers cocked and loaded. It affects too much of the rest of the day.

The rest of social media is going to break me if I don't take a break at some point.

Funerals during the holiday season would be an unacceptable new normal.

The merging of the marital cellphone plans is nigh. There's a reason this took us 3 years into marriage to do this.

That feeling when you get reminded how much of your particular corner of the world could rival Florida for the "God's Waiting Room" crown...

Vacation me is just as issues as regular me, but on vacation I can take more naps.

It's too grey and cool to be Labor Day weekend.

First oil change with the new car today... Painless.