August 2, 2019

And so is depression

Well, yesterday was not a good day. I was so damned depressed I didn’t get a damned thing done. Include making my blog post.

Sigh! It isn’t just laziness or procrastination. It’s just not caring. I was so down in the dumps you couldn’t cheer me up if I won a million dollars. Well almost…

I’m going to have to try to make arrangements for such pitfalls. This isn’t the first time such a thing has happened to me. And sometimes it’s even worse. I just want to pull the covers over my head and let the world go to hell.

It’s funny. In many European countries, depression is recognized. Workers are allowed so many days out of the year as an excuse if they are depressed.

But over here? Forget it! Among employers, depression is a free ride to pick their pockets. It’s just not fair.

Oh well. Today was better. I got the Tunkhannock Firemen’s Parade. But it wasn’t easy putting it all together. I wanted to get every department who participated, but I had to limit many to just a few seconds.

I probably could have split it into two sections, but I just didn’t feel it would be worth it. I got it all in, but it was a bit choppy. Oh well. I’ll have to keep such things in mind in the future.

Another thing contributing to my depression is a lack of interest in my website. Oh I know its still less than a month old. But I just wish more people would come and take a look. Even if its a few each day. I keep wondering “Is it all worth it? Will I be able to make a living off this?”

Sigh! Only time will tell.

But I do know the quickest road to failure is to stop trying. Nobody ever succeeded just by sitting back and letting it happen. I’ve got to keep on pushing, no matter how hopeless it feels.

I also hit the gym for the first time in months. I know I’ve to got to lose weight and get in better shape, if only because this job is so demanding. I want to be able to walk to the end of a parking lot without getting winded.

Tomorrow is court day. For the first time, I will cover the pleas before the judge. It’s going to be interesting, because Bob Baker, my former boss, will be there, and again will realize that I am covering the same things. But while you must pay to read the information in the Examiner, I am posting it to my website, free of charge to the reader!

Because I did not post a blog yesterday, you did not get that day’s bad joke. But if you think I’m going to post two here, forget it! These things are too precious to spend so frivolously!

A man was driving down a dirt road in a rural area. He needed directions, and pulled over next to a farmer who was plowing his fields.

“Pardon me,” the man said. “Can I get to back to the main road going this way?”

“Yep,” the farmer replied.

“Great,” the man replied. “Say, would you happen to have change for a nine dollar bill?”

“Yep,” the farmer replied again. “Wait here, I’ll get it.”

The farmer went into his house. While waiting, the man thought to himself. “Which a hick! I don’t believe it.”

The farmer came back out and approached his guest.

“You got the change for the nine?” the man said.

“Yep,” the farmer replied. “Six and three be okay?”

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