Thursday, July 8, 2010

Twas the Night before... redemption (I hope)


I hope this is not false... hope. I hope this nervousness I'm feeling is the good kind. A little on edge because the new boss starts tomorrow. Not because I'm not capable, but because I've lost the last six months to something I thought I wanted. Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I just know I put everything I had into it and came up short. That feels bad. Double down that I was up for one of my dream jobs but came up short on that one as well. That feels double bad. This post isn't a request for sympathy, just an explanation of why I have been gone. With those dreams pushed further out of reach (at least for now) I've had to do some heavy thinking. Shut the door and sit in the dark thinking. I'm on the eve of starting a new chapter. A re-investment in the things I like and love - family, friends and bicycles. I'll come by soon and re-introduce myself. I'm sure I be on the receiving end of some well deserved shit. Just remember the harder you push on a weeble, the harder they wobble.

The Butcher

5 comments:

BIGWORM said...

I love the weeble-wobble reference.

RonD said...

Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows but Jesus*
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen
Glory hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down
Oh, yes, Lord
Sometimes I'm almost to the ground
Oh, yes, Lord
Although you see me going 'long so
Oh, yes, Lord
I have my trials here below
Oh, yes, Lord
If you get there before I do
Oh, yes, Lord
Tell all-a my friends I'm coming too
Oh, yes, Lord

Mark said...

He drinks a whisky drink
He drinks a vodka drink
He drinks a lager drink
He drinks a cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him
Of the better times

.....

I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never going to keep me down

Pissing the night away
Pissing the night away

Double Nought Seven said...

The true winners are those who dare to step in the ring, who make that effort and step onto the stage. It is far better to have fought and lost than to live in that shadowy twilight, never having known the sweetness of victory or the agony of defeat. At least you were in the game, fought the good fight, be proud of your accomplishments, the two most important are the ones you tuck in at night.

bikechain said...

Thanks to all and especially you big brother.