Venting

I do not and will not comment on my day job here but I will say one of my major character flaws among many is I don't let things go. I will dwell and mull something until the horse is dead. And buried. And resurrected. And it dies again. You get the point.

I let something get to me this morning that shouldn't have, and I chewed on it until I was in a lather. The upside is I recognized the symptoms and took it out on my MTB versus doing something stupid at work (I hope). It was only a mile from my house to office but I feel better. Let's see how the afternoon goes.