Working and blogging is so hard.
I sneak out time for myself.
Can't imagine doing this married. The marriage will just crumble. Like the stock market.
The last weekend I took out for myself was my birthday weekend. Even at that it was hard. So hard.
Normally if my birthday is on a Monday I'd be gone from Thursday. I had to leave on the Saturday. Even at that it was still hard to tear away. "Umbrella group" intended to file a joint action against the government and the suit itself was filed on my birthday...June 6. So we had to put the pieces in place that weekend.
I already knew about it as it had slowly bubbled over the preceding weeks but as it came to a head that weekend I had to break away, I was like "Yo, I know this ish is going down but I only turn 42 once in a lifetime so forgive me if I want to have one weekend where I pretend not to give a shit."
Folks were asking so why didn't you travel, why did you sit and dine solo on your birthday, which was sad, cos 42 is such a great sounding number. I kept thinking: Girl it was hard to just have this one 24 hours to myself, where else could I go with just 24 hours. Don't know...had to make it the best I could. Midnight, I still had to review the lawsuit...is that grown up enough for you?
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