ergo caffiene power

Sep 08, 2008 21:57

I'm starting to come up for air. I'm into my first month of averaging 60 hours per week and I am starting to get a handle on it. Slowly.... I was pissed Sarah badgered me into going to nyc in a hurricane on sat, more pissed that I didn't get to see any galleries because no one else wanted to and black mailed into not going by myself. oh well...
I also missed my show last week. I don't have any excuse. I got off at 6:30 that night and was semi comatose. Then Tom dragged me out with his coworkers, which was fun but exhausting.
enough whining.... moving on..
My new job consists of me being my two bosses general office slave. I'm ok with that, I'm also ok with holiday season coming up at bbw and therefore my ass is theirs as well. I can deal with the busy schedule. I know I can... I hope.
Tom is in the midst of football. I can only stand one game before wanted to chuck the tv off the balcony, which is why I'm walling myself in the bedroom to read and meditate.
This fall is shaping up to be lousy, which I just haveta live with. The highlights are Melissa Fritz's wedding, my new hubby's birthday which I'm planning as an activity for the both of us, and making money to pay off bills. The offshoots is my birthday is looking like thanksgiving with Georgie's family (who doesn't like my father or I and is obnoxious), 60 hour work weeks, and spending more money then I care for new clothes for my new and old jobs.

Bah-zing.
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