The wonderful thing about bad news is it comes when you least it expect it. You’re running a long, doing whatever you feel fit to do in a day, and suddenly you are slapped with some bad news.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind. The kind that blind side you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. -Everybody’s Free to Wear Sunscreen
The fun thing is, my bad news usually comes in the morning. Like this morning for example.
I woke up and I worked out, which always kinda makes you feel like a boss. Not physically, of course. But sometimes when you work out, you just get a feeling of accomplishment. Like if you don’t do anything for the rest of the day, at least you worked out and did something to benefit your health as a whole. Will you do it tomorrow? Probably not, but you did it today and it counts.
Well, I received two calls by about 8:30 today that pretty much killed it for me. It’s not Tuesday and it’s not 4 p.m. It was a Thursday at 8 in the morning. Such antics make me believe that certain people eat better breakfasts than me. Also, you don’t have to wake up too early in the morning to ruin my day. Unfortunately.
I think it’s because I wear glasses. It’s so easy to pick on someone who wears glasses. I blame my parents, of course.
Here is the only thing, obviously bad news is inevitable in life. I ask of “fate” or the “universe”, please deliver all bad news to me after 3:30 p.m. That is all.
If it comes after 3:30, it’s still within the 9 to 5 business hours in case the bad news may originate from an office, so please give all my bills to the office procrastinator.
BUT! The good news is that after 3:30, yeah it’s still the early afternoon, but the end is in sight. You only have 5 hours til you can go to sleep without it truly ruining your sleep cycles and the day is over. And everything feels better in the morning, most of the time. Or t least you put off thinking about it for a couple of hours.
Will you get a good night sleep? Probably not.
Is that too much to ask? I don’t want to seem so Me, Me, Me. But dammit, can’t this wait awhile? There is a phrase my parents used a lot when I was a child and still do to this day and it goes like this “Geez, your timing sucks!”
I think someone has it out for me today. It could be the Mob. It’s probably not, but it could be. And I’m willing to say that to make me look cooled. That’s how you win friends.
The point is, there is no way to get around bad news, you can try to be really upbeat and positive about it, but bad news is bad news. BUT! Afternoon bad news is only bad until 8:30 which is the minimum time for sleeping. Silver lining? Hell no, there is none.