I think I’ve posted a blog with this title already. Probably because I feel pretty much the same every morning. My first thought is “Do I really have to do this again?” That’s followed by “I’m tired.” Then, it’s “Help me.” to whoever is listening. Then, I’m up at at ‘em again. I put on my clothes in the dark, head downstairs, check Facebook and I’m out for my five-mile walk. I see the same people in almost the exact same locations. The lady waiting with her grandkids for the bus, holding her dachshund on a leash, the guy running, the lady walking her three boys to school and the lady putting her little girl on the bus while her son rides his Big Wheel with them to the bus stop.
Then, it’s into the office to see what I can do today to turn things around. I keep hearing about gratitude and the power of positive thinking and the law of attraction. It’s so frustrating. They tell me if I think negative thoughts, if I think about lack, it’s going to attract lack and keep away prosperity. So, I keep plugging away trying different things, hoping something is going to work. How are you supposed to think positive thoughts when the last two years have been unimaginably bad? And it’s not just me. I was watching John Oliver last night. They did the final show for the year. The sign off was a big “Fuck You” to 2016. A lot of people are in a funk, particularly after this disaster of an election we just went through.
Here I am again. Trying to end on an up note. Thanksgiving is coming next week. Kayla will be home for a few days. That breaks up the routine. For now, it’s back to the grind. I had a call with my new marketing executive today. I can’t even remember how many SEO, marketing, pay-per-click, etc. people I have talked to over the years. She’s an MBA. She seems bright and energetic and knowledgeable. She tells me what a great job she thinks her company can do for us. It’s deja vu all over again. I’ve got to keep trying, though. I’m trying to stay optimistic. I’m giving her free rein to suggest anything she thinks can help- just like I do with all of them. Maybe this one will be different. Maybe one day soon this Ground Hog Day will be over.
