My Life… My Thoughts

I do not have the cleanest and most organized place, but I hate it when I try to clean and organize an area while other people mess it up.  A couple of weeks ago, I bought a nice table cloth with matching placemats, a microwave cover, cute plastic containers for the lunch boxes, hand sanitizers and disposable sanitizing materials for our employee breakroom.  I arranged it nicely and somehow showed people how we should keep it clean and tidy.  A break room should be cathartic.. or relaxing.  (I guess cathartic is too strong and too dramatic a word for a breakroom.)  Everything should be pleasing to the eyes to provide a short relaxation from the stresses of work.    It was okay for awhile.  But guess what? Things started disappearing and the room was back to its usual clutter this morning.  What the heck!  Can’t we at least keep it clean and tidy for a month?  Damn.

I am not obsessive compulsive.  I could live with a little clutter here and there, but I just hate it when things don’t go my way.  I think I’m a control freak.  But who cares?  That room has to be tidied tomorrow or else……well okay, I will tidy it myself.

It is freaking hot, and my allergies are acting up.  I woke up with a humongous right eye bag this morning.  Weird.  I tried to look for an evidence of an insect bite but could not find any.  I guess I ate something bad or was sleeping on my right side too long.  It seems like all the the tears from my eyes were all stored in my right eye bag.I know I slept late last night.  I know I came close to crying.  (Yeah, my melodramatic self is acting up again.) But it couldn’t be the reason for my eyebags to swell.  Oh crap!

Inasmuch as I love summer, I oftentimes detest the heat.  This should have been the best temperature for my tropical skin but it’s not to my liking.  The mailman just walked in and he was also complaining of the heat.  I realized that I am in a better position than he is because his job entails him to be out in the sun the whole day.  He even commented that this is like a sampler of what hell would be like.  He said he is being trained to adapt to this kind of environment so that when he gets there, he would already be used to it.  Then it made me realize, would I want to spend eternity in  this kind of environment?  Hell, No.