The Law of Three

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Let people feel the weight of who you are and let them deal with it. 

Status: sick. not at Death’s Door sick, but still sick. Went to the gym yesterday which probably didn’t help, but better to do that than sit at home and have it niggling away in the background.

Toying with this concept of bad things happening in threes, or a series of three negative events. Perhaps a bit of a negative way of looking at things, but the pattern seems to hold true. Or at least that’s what I want to see. Need to take stock at some point and see if it’s balanced out by three good things. When I have a moment (which means I’m going to set it to the side and then forget all about it until I hit another series of three bad events, where I’ll have this conversation with myself all over again – kinda like Groundhog’s Day, but with less good-looking people).

One.

Sick. Fuck. It’s not the End-of-the-World, but I’m just a little bit uncomfortable at the moment. This too shall pass.

Two.

I have a very high maintenance tenant. They’ve been in the unit for 3 days and have already sent me an extensive laundry list of issues which need to be remediated. Boggles the mind that someone can be smart enough to become a corporate lawyer, but then struggles with operating an air-conditioner, and turning on lights. I’m not even joking. Three-quarters of the list is like this. Instead of asking the question, “How does the <insert-thing-which-I’m-struggling-to-operate> work?” or, “Can you please show me how to operate this piece of equipment?”, I get an antagonistic absolute peppered with colourful invective which is designed to cattle prod me into action.

I’m not sure how much of that I can handle. Briefly entertained evicting the tenant last night. After three days in the unit.

Three.

This might not actually be three, in which case I have one more to look forward to. In any case, walked into The Drake on Saturday afternoon for the date and guess who was working there? Someone I had ongoing relations with for about 18 months, which ended about one year ago. I quite like her, but obviously not enough to continue on with the relationship. So, that was a bit awkward. Reached out via text afterwards to apologise and got a quick, dismissive response (I mean, I think it was dismissive?). She didn’t respond to my follow up. To be expected, I guess.

Not sure if I should feel bad about it, but I do……

Nikon D3400
1/30 sec
f/5.6
52mm
ISO 800

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