Have you ever had “one of those” weeks?

A week where nothing seems to go as planned? A week where chaos and drama hurl themselves at you like a tomato hurled at an unfunny comedian? A week where you don’t want to get out of bed and, when you do get out of bed, you immediately begin counting the minutes until you can get back to bed?

Yeah, me neither.

I have, though, had an odd week.

Despite numerous things worthy of writing about, I just haven’t felt inspired to blog this week. On Monday, baseball season began. I love baseball, and watching an Atlanta Braves team that’s actually good again is a pleasant change of events. The cute employee at Chick-fil-a increased her flirtation with me this week, which is flattering. I can’t say I’m interested at this time, but still, it’s flattering. On the other extreme, on Tuesday, a family crisis of sorts popped up. On Wednesday, I took a personal day from work. On Thursday, a headache prevented me from going to the gym (and doing anything productive except, well, going to work that day). And today, well, today I had to once again pick up the slack of a former, incompetent co-worker.

Add it all up and you get one odd, hard-to-describe week.

Hopefully, next week will be better. And, for you (my tiny handful of readers, who are looking for something funny), that will hopefully lead to a blog post that’s actually humorous next time.