Turns for the better

Hey I’m alive! I have become busier as I have taken on the second job of looking for a job and even if it doesn’t work out just the act of pushing toward something makes everything seem better. Sitting around complaining and doing nothing about it is taxing and a couple weeks ago I was really enjoying wallowing around in my own head. (apologies for that abominable sentence) Now that I have cut that out I’m making plans on plans on plans. So many plans in fact that I’ve worked on an entirely new planning and organization system that at some point could turn into something I write about for others to try. But that is a Future Tom project. Right now is all about getting things together.

I have a vision board that I will share here even though just typing that gave me an enormous douche chill of embarrassment. I don’t really care because my fucks account is overdrawn and I have no more left to give. When your fucks run out - life gets measurably easier. At work I’ve turned into the “that sounds great!” guy. Tell me something we should do which make no business sense whatsoever… That sounds great! Let me know that an agreed upon plan has been changed for no good reason… That sounds great! Where has not caring been all my life?

In other news I need to get some personal things done one of which is get back on my grind. Walking multiple times throughout the day is just good for my brain. The morning walk is first thing which will get tougher once it stays darker longer and begins to get colder so I am enjoying it while it lasts. (seems to be a day of shite sentence structure) This morning I was trucking along and had to double back as my peripheral vision caught the following scene.

It’s kind of in a yard but awfully close to the street for kids to be playing with it and I’m not sure why it disturbed me but it did. I took the picture for future comparison and analysis. It seems innocent but also gave off some sinister vibes so I’m watching you Troll Village too close to the street. You have been warned.

I’m heading back to the state fair tomorrow with a bunch of work friends which is always fun. I think I’m going to Uber there because this is my drinking crew and last year when we all went the night took a turn. I was planning on going the edible route but being high surrounded by all that food seems like questionable decision making. Once again my lack of fucks may come into play and I will let you know. I had an old friend reach out to see if I was okay so you can consider this my proof of life post.