Tonight’s worry journal is brought to you by the construction of the addition to the house and the idiot project manager who can’t get his story straight or just be straight up about shit. After we pulled off the tiles, and by we, I mean the construction mens, we noticed the roof on the garage wasn’t quite straight. We brought it up to the project manager who said he’d talk to the roofer about it. Second layer of paper is on the roof and when I was talking to the roofer, he said that the tiles will take the shape of whatever is under them. I asked the PM about what could be done to fix the garage roof, and he had no idea I’d talked to the roofer, so he says oh the roofers can adjust that while they are installing the tile. So I’ve gone ahead and reached out to one of the owners about how I can’t trust what this fool says… I don’t want to be one of those home owners but this guy just tells me what I want to hear. Worry journal is kinda good for me right now, I gotta say. Good job, worry journal. Not sure what else I got to worry about except my girlfriend going through chemo, but she’s doing ok all things considered. Gotta get gas for the car as I’ve been driving extra this week with trips for her treatment, but I mean, I’m not worried about that. Shit, worry journal, what am I going to worry about tomorrow?