The whole day was spent worrying about finishing a script to send to an agent by the end of the week.
The whole day.
This meant I was isolated from my wife the entire time and now she's asleep.
I should've gone to a meeting today.
And spent less time worrying about things I have no control over.
Let's start again, tomorrow.
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You go months and months separated from your wife and now you complain over one day! I find one day of separation to be quite nice indeed although my wife is a lovely person most of the time.
Ah, well, you're right. I should shut my trap and count the good things.
Thanks for the reminder - whoever you are.
The first time I read this post, I thought you'd spent the day cramming, working on your script. And I thought, well, this happens, sometimes the work takes us away from the one across the room. Now, as I read it now, I see your post is about worrying over the script and getting to the agent. *hit me*
Worry akin to fear the great waster (Robber Baron) of time. Words I've banished from my day to day: should (which is akin to shit), try, maybe, and sometimes the phrase, "I know."
Cheers.
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