Something's gotta give

Warning-there's a bunch of profanity in this one.

Ok. So, bear with me as I rant. My relations with the male species this past month have been sub-par to say the least. And, as you may know from previous posts, my attempts at domestic travels have also been less than "relaxing" and/or "vacation" like. First there was the Miami fiasco, then a Tahoe trip that resulted in my being sideswiped in a rented car without coverage that I thought I had, a trip to LA during a flash flood, another trip to Tahoe where I got super ill and lost my voice completely for a week, an attempt at a romantic getaway to some hot springs with the unexpected arrival of the crimson wave and slaying (by accident mind you) of rodent wildlife, and most recently...another trip to LA resulting in a nasty fight with a male "friend." I suffered through a few trials and tribulations in the romance department this year and yet another yelling match with my former boss. Oh fucking joy!

Now, my schedule for this two-three week period includes the following: on the personal level-two weddings, a massive family visit and brunch prep for 50, and on the professional level-two film productions, a large-scale work fundraiser, a photo shoot with a local media magazine, and a partridge in a fucking pear tree. And now...drum roll please, a four week jury duty assignment! Hmm-my stress level has soared beyond the usual "constant state of rage" level. There's only so much exercise I can abuse my body through and can't even make my relaxing acupuncture appointments thanks to this new schedule. Here's the positive: I'm no longer stressed, but actually find it amusing now. It's like everything that can go wrong-has/is/and will. I start laughing because it's so fucking funny at this point. What can I do? The world won't end right? As long as my laughter doesn't turn maniacal, we are all good and safe. I know in my heart (yes, I do have one and no it's not a block of cold, black ice) that things could be worse. I have it pretty damn good. But hey, this is my fucking blog and I'll bitch if I want to! Beats bottling it all up or taking it out on my sweet friends. Serenity now...Insanity later.