A Ten Minute Friday. Or Early Saturday. I can’t keep track.
I hate home improvement/handyman bullshit; it’s way too much like real work. However, in the spirit of trying to at least pull something positive out of the overwhelming negativity of the day to day of late, I will say this: It goes along way in helping soothe the stress/frustration/anger of said day to day. Once I realized “Hey, I’m too fucking tired to be too pissed off” I thought maybe I should try and step it up and do more. Then I realized that despite the benefits, I still hate it—just like I know not smoking is good for me but the chances of me actually going through with the “not” portion is a ways off. I also realized something else…..