Half empty.

I think this post is going to be "glass half empty".

No tales of a social worker #2 this week due to the fact that I've had a pretty bad week. More bad than good for right now. Most days I just want to quit my job and hide under a rock. Today was definitely one of those day.

And on top of all that, my car died today. It can be fixed I'm told. However, if it is expensive I will cry. I can almost guarantee it. I hate our reliance on cars. I wish I worked close enough to my home that I could walk or ride my bike to work. I wonder if the Riverview Police Department is hiring for anything..hm...

Next-I really enjoy being able to make my own schedule, but I am really starting to not like how it changes every week. I don't like not knowing when I'll have time to do things. Like, I've been feeling pretty horrible about myself lately. And if I could just figure out a time to be able to run, or be able to run on a regular basis, I'd feel so much better. But alas, that is not true. I've made too many obligations outside of work as well. gah..

Sorry about the complain-fest. I'm just having a pretty all-around bad week and needed to let it all out.



I swear I"m being forced to work harder for my week off I have coming up...if only I can not lose my mind before then...

here's hopin'.

Tales of a Social Worker #1

Alright-since I only just decided to do this little segment like two days ago, it's going to be not so interesting this week, because I wasn't particularly observant.

The event that inspired this segment. And it's not really even super interesting, it is just that this has never happened to me before and I was impressed. I was driving down the lodge and I glanced at a lady driving next to me... passing me I should say, after I was already going 10 over the speed limit. So she was going like 15 over. Anyways. As I glanced, she was yawning something fierce. That yawn, made ME yawn. All I could think was, "Geez, that yawn has got some power". A yawn that inspired a blog. I told you it wasn't interesting.

Next. I was driving through Delray aka the ghetto. And not just like, hey this is kinda ghetto-y. No. Delray IS the ghetto. Anywhoo. I was coming up to a light. And it was green. BUT it was also blinking red. I didn't know what to do. Thank goodness there were not cars around, so I just stopped for the blinking red and continued on my way.

Lastly. I was driving to a clients house on Friday. She lives off of Gratiot. I got off 94 to Gratiot and was preparing to turn right. There was also a fire truck in the other right hand turn lane (there are two). The fire truck and I turned at the same time. As I was turning I noticed in my pariph a red pick-up truck around to t-bone me. So I swerved. I looked back to make sure he still wasn't going to hit me and I turned just in time to see him giving me a look that screamed "why did YOU just almost hit ME?" I seriously think the dude thought I ran the light. He then proceeded to follow me down Gratiot. Pull over when I was stopped at a red light and write down my license plate number. Not worried though. He ran the light, not me. And honestly, I think the Detroit police have their hands full with murders and drugs and such, and aren't really concerned with finding me.

Ok. That was all for my first "Tales of a Social Worker". Stay tuned for next week because I'm pretty sure my next week is going to be full of goodies.

New Idea.

I saw something random today that inspired me.

I feel like I should create a segment on my blog (since I'm not writing much as of late) that features the random, crazy, silly, scary things I hear about, see, and that happen to me daily while driving around Detroit. I'll call it "Tales of Social Worker".

The event inspired this was extremely minor. Actually made me laugh, and it's not really related to Detroit or social work, so I'm not really sure what made me think of it.


Anyways. I'll start compiling tidbits during the week and post them here laters.

PEACE.