I apologize in advance, no wait I really don’t apologize. I’m tired of apologizing, feeling like it’s always me that is wrong. Feeling guilty when I say no, feeling guilty when I say yes, feeling guilty for feeling guilty, and for feeling nothing at all.
My day didn’t start off this way. It actually started with Bon Jovi. Sorry Quinn Cullen, but I woke to him singing to me again. There I go apologizing. I laid there talking to Casey, who I found sleeping comfortably next to me.
It wasn’t until three songs later that I realized Montgomery Gentry hadn’t hit me with “He works way too much for way to little…” My phone alarm had not gone off. Oh well I’m really not late at that point.
After stepping out of the shower my phone did belt out those words, my boss’s ringtone. I needed to drive a route for someone who takes a Sept-June job and goes away from Nov-April. If it were a Monday,Wednesday, or Friday it’s not a big deal. Tuesday and Thursday’s it is. I babysit my little monkey Nolan. If I know in advance we make arrangements for how and when I will get there, but I will not call my daughter at 4:30 in the morning to tell her have him ready to roll an hour early. Especially since I went over this morning’s schedule with my boss yesterday afternoon.
So big news here in sorry land…I SAID NO AND I FEEL BAD, BUT NOT SORRY!
and I apologize for that too.