Don’t hold your breath

It really has been a strange and often tedious week.

In summation, let’s just say I’m absolutely, positively, completely over people making promises and not coming through, not returning calls, essentially not meeting basic expectations, and generally expectations that they set themselves.

Sure, things come up, but be accountable, let people know.

I’ve smiled, been gracious, and even joked that had I been holding my breath, I’d be blue in the face waiting for follow through.  Now it’s Friday, and enough is enough.

I do believe there’ll be a whole lot of culling going on, figuratively speaking.  I’ve mentioned before my thoughts on Prison Orange…

One sided relationships of any kind are no longer, desired, needed or required.  I may have a lot of free time on my hands, but energy I do not have in surplus.

There’s a whole lot of clearing out going to happen over the weekend, whether it be emotionally, Contacts or Calendar, it’s time for a reset.

So here it is, in writing.  I’m renowned for being the one that remembers birthdays, anniversaries.  The go to guy for a shoulder to cry on, advice, chauffeuring, trailer towing, having a car with space enough to cart things, and other sundry items.

Yes, sure, not a problem, are going to be a lot less prevalent in my responses from now on.
I may not have the world’s busiest calendar, but I do believe it’s time to make it a whole lot less busy.
This Go To Guy’s advice is, go somewhere else.

Tomorrow’s a new day, and I’m starting out fresh, less maintenance and upkeep on the social front is in order.

Hooroo!