One thing, My Thing

So here's the thing, April sucks.
This has been one of the worst months in recent memory. We've had everything from a relative getting a leukemia diagnosis to the death of a loved one. From notice of layoffs to the loss of a near life long dream, and everything in between.

What the hell happened to my sane little world? I plug along, as best I can, and most days just as I reach close enough to the surface that I see air bubbles begin to rise, the great arm of the universe reaches in and pushes my head under the water again. I'd kind of like to just take a vacation from life, bury myself under the covers and tell the universe to go fuck itself.

But today, I will try again. I took the day off work, which is probably not the smartest thing I've ever done since they are currently choosing who they'll layoff next month. But as I've worked at least 12 hours a day every other day this week, I feel somewhat justified. I'm stealing my sweetie and we're sneaking away for the weekend to find out whether or not Virginia really is for lovers.
For you see, today is The Thing's birthday. He's my ray of hope. It was this month, this total suck ass month, that gave me the man I love with every fiber of my being. Happy birthday sweetie. I love you.