Jun 13, 2008 16:50
I kind of got hit with a financial sucker punch yesterday, causing a large and immediate problem that I have no way of fixing right now. It was one of those things that make you wonder why you even bother trying, because someone, somewhere, is just going to make sure you get good and screwed, no matter what you do to keep things buzzing along as they should. The practical part of it- the money part of it- is just one of those things I'm going to have to deal with, and after some cookie dough ice cream and a few hours of sleep, I'm feeling a lot more positive about it, or at least I've realized that there's only so much I can do to repair the situation at this point, so there's no point in ripping my hair out about it.
It's just... these things seem to be happening with a greater and greater frequency, such that even the tiny things seem huge. It's just coincidence, it's just life, sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug, right? The fact that something happens to me doesn't mean it neccessarily happens because of me, right? Or, the fact that it affects me doesn't mean that it's about me, yes? None of this post hoc fallacy stuff, right? Or should I just crawl under my bed and stay there?
No! There be dust bunnies there! And hidden cat toys, and dirty socks! Hiding on top of the bed is so much more comfortable. And it's a good place to catch up on my reading.