I wasn't going to post today because all I have to contribute is "WAAAAAAAAAH" as in "still fed-up with this week" and who wants to read that? And then I thought, "Why should I be the only miserable one here? Misery for all! I'm posting."

Seriously, I won't torture you with my pathetic whingings about the woes or my little world. Or the fact that I have to spend $500 on my beautiful blessed Jeep. But I just wanted to say that the way people treat the elderly in today's society is shocking and appalling and unbelievably saddening.

I took a phone call from an elderly woman today looking for help in finding a state or local service that could help her pay her electric bill because she had to quit her job to take care of her husband who is in the end stages of cancer. He has at most two weeks and their electricity is about to be turned off. (it's like 25 degrees here...) He's on oxygen and kind of needs electricity.

Makes me quite ashamed over my whining, I'll tell you that much.

Meh... I'm not someone who goes aroud looking for things to be sad about. But this... This just put the icing on the cake. It's strange how I am. I can take a lot of stress. It's nearly inhuman. But today I did something out of character. I simply broke after talking to that old lady. It gave me so much to think about... Life is so beautiful but at the same time... it's so damn sad... Wow... I waited until my lunch break, went into the vacated auditorium part of the library and cried like I never have before. I can honestly say I've not cried for YEARS and it's sad because I physically forgot how. I felt so much worse afterwards...

But on I trod... On to greener pastures...