Buckeroo
Friday, July 07, 2017
Another busy week draws to a close. Possibly the most terrifying realisation of adulthood is the speed at which time passes. The fact that some days are spent working at full speed and yet there is still not enough achieved, or the days allocated to 'free time' which get swallowed up by chores and pottering (or falling asleep and just missing out on the time altogether). As years pass I feel like my level of anger is ratcheting up over the expectation dumped on me, not a deliberate act, more that others can't be bothered to cover their share and by not doing things, they're automatically left to someone who considers them important enough to get done. It's like a game of buckaroo; I'm just being loaded up, piece by piece in a steady and subtle manner and who knows when the tipping point will come, forcing a total meltdown. Don't get me wrong, I'm a coper. I manage. I plough on. But I am angry.
Sophie
Sophie
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