Well, I’m about to go to bed, but wanted to share a moment. I had a super awesome day cos I got to tell off one of our vendors - I love doing that, it makes me happy.
Then I got home, and then I found out my best friend M has been in hospital for the last 2 weeks critically ill, with a tumour that they are going to biopsy on Thursday. And then we have to wait to find out what it is.
And I had no fkn idea. And our stupid friend J who lives up there and has known - didn’t even bother to let me know. I only found out through M’s partner today - and I feel so sorry for her, cos she has to go through this sort of alone, cos J is a selfish tosspot.
She has been so worried…and I could have been there with her to support her and M. But I don’t blame her for not telling me - she has enough to do.
But J - I am going to kill him with my bare hands.
Anyhoo - I can’t even go up there now - I could have anytime up until today. But now I’ve got workshops and I’m travelling in the weekend, and then I’m back and then I’m travelling again…and I would give anything for this to be last week so I could stuff everything and just go up there.
But I can’t - so it’ll have to wait till next week. Which is dumb.
And now all I can do is hope…and I hate hoping…grrrr.
So, I’m pretty upset about the whole thing, and feeling useless. But M said he doesn’t need me up there. And his GF reckons she’s OK. So I just have to trust that is true - and just be there if they need me.
Just - of all the people this could have happened to…it was the wrong person.
But this is life right…this is what happens…stuff happens, and then the next day comes along. Sometimes it seems so pointless. Grrr, I’ll end it there before I start questioning the meaning of life.
So that’s me.
Hoping all of you are OK out there