Friday, July 17, 2009

Transparent Dangling Carrots

Even when things are in the shitter, knowing there is nothing to be done about a situation can bring a sense of peace. Well, maybe not peace but certainly a resigned kind of acceptance. You've done all you can, and some things are just beyond a person's control.

There have been many important issues outside of our realm of control over the past few months. We've done our best to suck it up and let events unfold as they may. Until two weeks ago. Two weeks ago, we thought there may be a break in Hubbie's job situation. A ray of light. A possibility of a possibility. We waited. And we waited. Did I mention that we waited?

We've not heard a peep about anything. The possibility of a possibility may be out there, but we have exhausted our resources in any covert attempts at sussing out details. I've come to realize the past few days that when things are status quo, it is much easier to accept that plate of shit with a knife, fork and napkin. Thank you very much, will there be anything else, ma'am?

Having caught a whiff of that fresh scent of freedom has thrown me off my game. My emotions are in a tailspin, and quite frankly I feel crabby and bitchy about the whole situation. I don't do well with dangling carrots. Either give it to me or shove it up your ass.

6 comments:

only a movie said...

I love that phrase "sussing out".

I hope your hubbies job situation gets sorted soon. No fun waiting.

Creepy said...

I too would be crabby and bitchy about this... oh wait... my baseline is crabby and bitchy...

Blues said...

Dammit, that really is the worst. Why leave you hanging like that?

faemom said...

Lately it's getting to where if things start going our way, I start getting ready to duck, waiting for the sh*t storm to turn our way. Not a fun way to live. Hope that the hope is actually a reality.

A Free Man said...

I'm the same. I prefer the status quo to transitory glimpses of 'the better'.

buddha_girl said...

That's what I call a "fucking teaser" in my neck of the woods.

Bastards.

I hold true to the belief that there are people in various stages of power who think it's "cute and cunning" to throw out mixed messages; ya know, just to fuck with people.

I'll kick anyone in the teeth who deigns to fuck with you and Hubby. Just let me know. We're all aware of how short I am, so I'll need a day's lead time to procure a box on which for my stubby legs to stand so I can truly get my foot near someone's mouth.