Because in the end…it doesn’t really matter

The other day a guy at work asked me what it would take for me to be happy.

WTF!? 😯

What kind of question is that? Happy? Me?

The worse part is that I can not answer that…I have no idea. 😦 He then asked me what I did for fun? So of course I’m thinking, “What is this the Spanish Inquisition or something?” 8)

Fun? I don’t have time for fun! 😡 I’m always at work! Fun is for the youth…the hopeful…the happy people in the world. It is not for the damaged and broken, indebted and lost….not for me. 😐

As it is my Halloween won’t even be what I wanted. I’ve spent all this money foolishly and my Mama can’t come like I’d hoped. I simply don’t have the time or money to go get her & take her back and she can’t afford to get her truck fixed and then drive all the way here. I guess sometimes I live in some fantasy world where things will just work out…but they never do. Hell, I don’t even have the ability to use my off days to put up my decorations, instead I’ll have to do it a little at a time when I get off every morning. 😐 Right now I have to work as much as I can since I am off Halloween weekend. So I just send her her costume, some candy and the money I would have spent on gas (she could use it anyway).

Really? What’s point anyway? 😕

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