Dear Readers,
Sometimes I get tired and lose my shit.
This morning was one of those times. Doing my best to stay positive, but I admit. I'm failing a bit. This has been the winter of discontent, and I'm feeling it for sure.
When I was younger and just finishing up college I worked as a paraprofessional at the local school for the deaf. The group I worked with had a number of other challenges outside of being deaf: primarily severe autism and Down's. For a while, I worked in the dorm, and part of my role was to help some of these guys shower, and clean themselves up- which sometimes wasn't very pretty. Personal hygiene was not high on some of my guys list of priorities.
In my career since that time, I have often said that no matter how tough it is, or how stressful, at least I'm not cleaning up shit (literally) anymore.
Except that I have been.
God Bless Puppies- He made them cute for good reason.
deep breath, good cup of coffee and moving forward. Just keep moving forward.
thanks for reading a little of my frustration...
More snow on Monday. fucking joy.
respect
vanderbacon.
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