History tells me that right before I'm about to snap, something happens that brings a kind relief.
That's been happening to me for the last six months. On the verge of snapping, something happens, and I feel relieved. Relief comes, things calm down for what seem to be a few short hours and then I'm almost about to explode again.
The cycle continues.
It's like someone keeps hitting the repeat button.
This is happening on a larger scale at work right now, and as I was relieved, everyone else seemed to be entering the "i'm about to snap" mode.
But something will give. Something has to. Soon.
I went on two walks today, totaling I think about 9 miles. My arms are sore.
Is that normal?
I just checked my work voice mail -- don't ask why I'm checking that at 11pm.
A Cuban who called the other day looking for a job called to thank me for getting him some contact information for a possible job lead.
He was close to getting evicted.
He got a job.
I smiled big.