Sunday, July 17, 2011

I Hate This Cock

I love summer (I'm not so crazy about extreme heat, but that's a story for another day). I have a hammock, a fire pit, a swing, a grill ... all the trappings of summer fun.

And my neighbor has a rooster. That crows. In the morning. In the afternoon. All night. Every day. All day. Loudly. Sometimes it sounds like a rooster; sometimes it sounds like a woman screaming.

And I hate it. If you're ever invited over for a chicken dinner, beware that it might be neighbor rooster. Neighbors seem to be nice enough people, but damn. I hate their pet (it must be a pet ... if it was food, they wouldn't have had it for years).

Beware, rooster.

PS: the title -- I know, right? I'm so annoying.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Control Freak

I haven't written in awhile. And lately, things feel a little out of control for me.

Not out of control in that things are awful. Things are fine. And that may be the problem. Fine, not great. I need them to be better. I need to take the next step.

I'm not sure how to take that next step. But I may have an idea. I'm taking responsibility. I'm taking over my own life. I'm the boss of me.

And I may not get everything I want. But I'll know that no one else is in charge.

I can do it. I will do it. I will make it happen. I'll be me, only better.

I will have it. It will be better than fine.