April Fools

Trying to fumble through a ridiculous week. Sometimes there are just those, and there seems to be no rhyme or reason except that it's all happening at once and it feels like I have little control or say to stop it. Trying to keep moving, but when my head is full of something it has a hard time compartmentalizing to think of anything else.

Then we find ourselves here, on April Fools Day. I guess God thinks it's funny. I've always hated the concept. Why is it funny to play a trick on someone? We should all be able to laugh at ourselves, but a trick, hoax or gag is something else entirely. I found on Wikipedia (so it must be true) that the first recorded correlation between April 1 and Tomfoolery was in The Canterbury Tales. Who knew?

I like certainty, I like habit, I like a correlation between what you put in and what you get out of something. I like being able to breath through my nostrils. Did I mention that my annual one-week allergy sniffle has hit as well? I have none of these this week and I hate it.


Yea I don't like it. I don't like this week. I hope it's over soon.