It . . . is a Thing

Ever work on a “thing” that you felt was the bane of your existence? The thought of the It slays you? Maybe It is a project, or a person, or a task, or a situation? Whatever It is, I’m glad if you can relate (for my sanity, not for your inconvenience). There may be nothing more annoying than some thing you thought was gone that has managed to wake Itself up and crawl back into your life. It lurks in the corner waiting for you to walk by so he can jump out and scare the living Bejesus out of you. It is crafty and powerful enough to hold you down and suck the life right out of your mouth (like a cat). I’m supposed to be grateful for It, or so I think, but I can’t be anything beyond peeved!

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