It seems that my life is rushing at the speed of the locomotive that was lowered from Mount Kilimanjaro. Yeah, exactly down 😂 At best - in a circle. I do only one thing all summer - I liquidate deadlines and repair the car. I'm not even upset anymore. Every next deadline of the project or every next breakdown makes me laugh. True, it's a nervous laugh.
Several times I managed to break this vicious circle, but it didn't last long. So or else I managed to get bogged down in missed deadlines and the need to go to the service station again. Perhaps everything is explained without the help of mysticism: I take on too many projects and my car is too old.
But now it's really hard to stay afloat. Maybe someone makes money on wars, I don't know. Well, to be more precise, someone definitely earns money. But not the main part of the population. The economic crisis forces more and more work. The only thing I ask all the time is that my animals don't get sick. This is in principle, but we must also admit that the bills from the veterinary clinic can bury any budget under them.
Now I'm desperately pulling out another project that I have to hand in by the end of the week. Then I'll probably take a break from ordering. In the end, summer is coming to an end and I need to rest at least a little.
I won't comment on today's night ballistic attack - whoever wants to, he already knows.
