I slept through the stupid freaking meeting cause this stupid phone's alarm can't go off if there's another alert.

And now Gold's Gym has sent my account to collections after I've made payment arrangements. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be on hold with these people, but, eh...I'll sit here for about another ten minutes (much longer than my usual 5) so I can get this shit taken care of.

I hate this. I don't want to deal with the remnants of 5768 in 5769 when I'm still having the same problems.

There is a difference, though. I've grown a lot. I no longer have to struggle with blaming G-d. Job didn't even struggle with it, he just accepted that HaShem had some plan in mind and praised Him.

I wish I was more like Job.

Tags: judaism
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