Bassic-ly me

This.................. is physically the absolute worse I've ever felt in my entire life... It was during a Groove Company gig the Friday after an over 135 hour-in-10-days-straight insane work week including 7 days of travel to Halifax ... it's funny the things we do to ourselves to stay afloat...to stay employed...to stay "normal" ...but it is what it is. I remember getting ready for this gig and Elizabeth said something to me...something I can't even remember now.. ( and neither can she because I just asked her ) ..it was probably nothing...and on any other day it probably would have been fine.. but on this day...on this day....I turned around...walked out of the house ...without a word...if anything came out of my mouth it probably would have been foul, it could have been tears, it may have lead to WWIII ...who knows...either way...whatever was going to come out of my mouth was going to be driven by insanity and unreasonabilityness ... so...I mad...

Great Queen song....great sampling by Vanilla Ice so that we can make fun of it today  "stop...collaborate and listen...." ..but it's also just an accurate description of my life right now... I made a drastic realization this week... I'm not super man.  and some days I just can't @$%#ing take it.  I can be weak.  But that's actually not the realization part....I've felt and thought a lot of those things before...but...I always handled it...I was stronger than my weakness.  I was more willing than my feeling that I can't take it.  I was even more super than superman. The realization this week was....it's ok.  It's...O...K.   It really is...even though I'm understandably stressed out at home and work, mentally exhausted, stretched thin, eating more crap, getting more overweight,  exercising less, getting less healthy, being less patient with the kids, cranky, etc, etc, etc I don't have to pretend that I'm OK and nothing is wrong a...