Several people have asked me about the Nameless Aggravations that I have complained around (not about! No, not about!) over the last two posts.
While I am not really at liberty to discuss them in this space, I will say that they are all work related and have nothing to do with the more important things in my life - Kim, Tabitha, Lauren, family, friends, general health, and the relative size of my to-read book pile.
Work stress comes and work stress goes, and eventually this too shall pass in much the same uncomfortable and overloud way that a spider monkey who has eaten a billiard ball will eventually see its difficulties come to a conclusion.
Thanks for asking, though.
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I just kind of assumed I'd be a named aggravator.
(Be well, okay?)
You I could name. ;)
Thanks, Eric. I appreciate it.
I wonder how long it takes for the billiard ball to make it thru the system? :) Soon, I hope.
Just tell people you've been invited to lunch with Nathan and I. They won't pry anymore, they'll just pray for you. :D
A timeless classic, John. :)
Better yet, tell anyone who's trying to pry that they've been invited to lunch with Nathan and John.
Let 'em pray for themselves. :)
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