The Long Weekend

I just got home from a great weekend, and I guess I’m suffering from some sort of post-excitement let-down or something. From the time I left the office on Friday at 1pm, until this afternoon when I got home at 3pm, I was in a fantastic mood. Everything was great. Then I got home and immediately all I could think about is how I have to go back to work tomorrow, and how fat I am, and how much I owe in taxes, and how I’ll never find a job that pays me enough and I’ll just keep racking up tax debt, etc. It’s like all of my worries and sadnesses just dumped down on me the moment I put my suitcase down. It’s so stupid. I had wanted to share a post with you about how life-changing and inspiring it was to go to the Tribal Wars competition this weekend, and how I didn’t lift as heavy as I would have liked, but that I had a great time and can’t wait to go back next year and kick some serious ass. But now I just feel like crying. So I guess I’m just going to go to bed and try to get my shit together so I can make it in to work tomorrow. The End.

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