Weary

All this week, I've come home from work 

weary and completely mentally exhausted.

My boss goes through these phases of micromanagement.

I haven't been able to determine the trigger, if it is based

on something I've done, her personal life,
or something going on at the office.

Either way, it is, besides my commute, the only negative

aspect of my job.

Thank goodness it's not like this daily or my

head just might explode.

As much as I feel I have a good rant in me, tonight just

isn't the night to get myself worked up and irritated.

I'm trying with all I have in me to stay positive.

All week I've fantasized during the days about coming home, 

getting into my flannel jammies, and getting cocooned 

up in a blanket and falling asleep.

Instead, I come home, laze about and get trapped

staring at this screen.

I'm not doing anything important or valuable,

I'm trying to turn off my brain by watching

countless FAIL videos on YouTube.

I don't know what it is about people falling over

or off of things that get to my funny bone.

I have to note that it's only funny to me if they

are doing something stupid & deserve what they get.

I do not like seeing people getting set up to hurt themselves

and I certainly don't like seeing seniors fall.

I admit, I am a Johnny Knoxville/ Jackass fan.

Go figure.

As I look down to the bottom right of this screen as I type,

it is 9:49pm.

My goal is to be asleep by 10:30pm.