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ached and ankled

ached and ankled is the theme for today. I had an awful battle with a client yesterday and paid the price in cramps and spasms. I am further ailed by letting a place know that I will not be able to work on a weekend. Maybe I can decide to not even show up and see what happens. I think the law of averages would catch up with me. They certainly caught up with me last night. There was a storm called Ryan that woke up at an inopportune time. The bigger issue is how do you take care of a whole house of seven people when one person is demanding all the attention in the last hour of the shift. It was very unnerving. So what were we supposed to do? I guess we survived, but tell that to my bulging ankle and back that spasmed. I am still feeling ill effects. I trust in time it will be a memory. In the same space I see Frank like a Jesus above the mounting waves that says I do not have to be abused any more. Will I take him up on the offer. I think too often that I owe people and people owe me and we do this dance. It becomes a matter of who plays there hand and neither of us will and both of us lose in some way and yet I am the biggest loser of all for trusting that things could work in my favor. After all they made the mistake. If there is anything I can take from the fiasco in 2003 there is no justice and redemption in this life. And to be truthful, will it be there in the next