Kablammo!

So I’ve basically been offered an ultimatum, and it’s entirely up to me to determine which way things will progress. The requirement for the ‘good’ result is eminently doable, I just have to bring myself to do it. Yet sometimes it feels like this is what I’m hearing:

“Sisyphus, if you don’t push that rock up the hill an extra time next week, we’ll take it away from you and you’ll never push another rock up another hill again.”

Faut-il imaginer Sisyphe heureux?

I wish I knew what I wanted. And I wish I knew which is a worse punishment: having my rock taken away completely, or having it replaced with a heavier one.