Just Venting

I absolutely hate when life throws me a curveball.

I make plans, get ready to roll then bam! something happens to unravel said plans.
To say that I'm frustrated and upset about this could be filed in the "understatement" folder.

Why do some people get to skate through life while I have to do everything the hard way?
Why can't God pick on someone else for a change?

Okay, I'm being pissy and whiny. This accomplishes nothing. But right now, anger and frustration is sitting like a one ton boulder in the middle of my chest. Every time I attempt to take complete control of my life, it gets derailed.

This angst is blocking my ability to think rationally. That's why I sitting at my desk at 11:30 on a Friday night typing a blog post.

Other people have lives.