Warning: This post contains the word shit. A LOT of Shit!
The past few months of my life can only be described as a shit show. It seems we all go through phases like this, where the shit just keeps coming down the pipe; it’s a never-ending flow.
Some days it feels like I am living in a soap opera, only to be reminded, this is actually my life!
I won’t bore you with the details, because you most likely have your own shit flowing. Most days we all cope, but some days you just want to throw up your hands & cry uncle. Or in my case, “I am so tired of this shit!”
So, I am crying uncle. Admittedly, I am not very good at it.
I tend to be a fixer, an organizer, and a caregiver. I am also a contractor, a cleaner, a painter, a mover, a therapist, a jack of all trades really.
It’s probably why I get into this shit in the first place. I am that person who just keeps pushing, until my body reminds me I can’t. And remind me it did.
The latest in the series of shit flowing my way, is I put my back out. I think my body is trying to tell me something. Most likely, “you need to stop this shit!”
The good news is, some of this shit is coming to an end. That is, until the next wave of shit starts flowing.