ucks and uckers

it's the same ole' funk and i'm stuck. stucky. stucker. stuckest. stuck.

and i can think of other expletives that finish with that "uck" of endings, but i'll refrain from swearing which i just want to whine a bit. or a lot.








but maybe i will have pity on you and myself and will spare us both instead.

remind myself that this is just a long week.
yes, things aren't fun when the squirrel is {still} sick.
but the house will get put together eventually.
and the bills paid.
and all those taxes you'll owe come april 15th will also be paid.
and you're life will get made.
and all you need to do is breathe and keep taking that step foward.
and then forward.
and then forward.

amen.
and goodnight.

i hope to be returning in better/more sane spirits soon.