A week is a long time in football (and life)

What a difference seven days can make. The last time I was here, I wasn’t exactly thrilled to bits. While I wouldn’t exactly use the word “love” in the same context yet either, things are looking (much?) better at the moment.

What was wrong? Things at home I don’t wish to talk about here, stuff at work that I can’t talk about and the realisation that I might finally be over a relationship that never was. You might think the last would be a good thing, huh? Go figure. To top it all back to back league defeats at the hands of the Everton and Chelsea, the bitter rivals and defending champions respectively.

Anyone who saw the game against Chelsea (I didn’t but whatever) would agree that the “better side lost” – anyone who isn’t crazy or Jose Mourinho i.e. Anyways, I’m not one to clutch at straws so wouldn’t harp on that but one needs to consider the ridiculously skewed fixture list to keep things in perspective. And yes, no one’s winning 90 points this season – no one. Repeat that until it gets into your head.

Things have changed quite a bit since then. For starters, the Reds are banging in the goals again – 5 in the last 2 games (I even managed to catch the Newcastle game on the telly, which has been a bit of a rarity this year) and two clean sheets as well, thank you very much. That is one less thing to worry about – not that I think my worrying does any good (to me or LFC). But life’s better if your team’s winning, trust me.

More importantly, the thing at home I mentioned above is all but sorted out now – that’s a life++ in a big fancy loop right there. The other two remain, but let’s leave it at that, as things will never be “all sorted out” will they? Life would anyways be too darn boring if that somehow managed to be the case.

PS – I’m finally making some progress writing Cocoa code as well.

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