So, I am reading Slaughterhouse Five for a literature class I am taking this fall. Every time the main character has a particularly terrible account to share, he ends it with ‘So it goes.’ And not to sound like I’m having a pity party over here, as I am reminded weekly through my volunteer shifts how incredibly incredibly lucky I am (for mental health, insurance, people that love and support me)… but I am having a bit of a ‘So it goes’ week. My agency lost our biggest account, representing 60%+ of our business. While I am most likely ‘safe’ for the time being, quite a few of my co-workers will not be; and the mood in the office has definitely taken a hit. So much for not getting stressed out! Despite being promised that we would have gas in the building by now, I still do not have a functioning stove. I sent management an e-mail requesting a $300 deduction from October rent for all of the hassle and the extra expense of eating out and I am waiting to hear back. I won’t be renewing that lease, which just means I have to find a new apartment in January. AND I want to start taking cello lessons and apparently people in NYC don’t rent cellos! Boo.
Ok, so now that I am done with my little pity party… I’ll focus on the positives. My friend Alli is setting up a get-together for me next Friday which I am exited about; I am going to see Stars this Friday and Belle and Sebastian next Thursday; I am running a 5K Sunday with my friend Devin and have a game night to go to Saturday with Maria. I am really excited about my literature class. I was in two book clubs last year that pretty much fell apart… plus they were somewhat lacking in actual conversation being more focused on the social aspect. My dear niece (ahem!) is looking into the cello situation for me via NYU. And yes, Kenize; this is what FOMO looks like. J (FOMO: fear of missing out; a condition in which you stay ridiculously busy by accepting all social invitations, and seek additional ones).
I feel much better already. So it goes isn't all that bad.
bah! FOMO is vicious!!! I researched it, and seemingly the ONLY cure is visits to this lake in Florida, Compass- not sure if you have heard of it or not. But anyway, it's located in the ***middle of nowhere*** and instantly cures FOMO by providing a lack of things to do. Just a suggestion ;) And boo about cello lessons :(
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