A Lifetime of Mondays
This past week has been brutal for me at work. I can actually say it is the first time I have worked more overtime than regular time and it was completely draining! Mix it together with my birthday outing and you have complete exhaustion! I haven't been my usual chatty self at work today. Talking just seems to use up too much precious energy. Plus it's 105 degrees outside and that will sap the energy out of anybody!
Friday, my actual birthday, was OK. For the second year in a row I had to work late. I know it's not a national holiday or anything, but you like to think your birthday is special. So when you end up spending the whole day in a working frenzy for people who don't care it's kind of sad (people who don't care meaning clients and boss). At least my coworkers and I had some delicious chocolate cake shots to help me ease the pain. Who knew Absolut Citron mixed with Hazlenut liquor, followed by a sugar coated lemon could taste just like chocolate cake! Only with some pleasing side affects. Then they presented me with a hefty Simon gift card which I promptly went to the mall and spent on jeans and a pair of earrings. Nothing like found money!!!
Saturday I woke up at about 7 a.m. Probably because I ended up falling asleep at about 9 on Friday, which was not suprising. I knew I had to go back into work to finish something up for a conference today so I crawled out of bed, slapped on a hat and trudged in like a trooper. I figured I would be out of there at 1 at the latest, but ended up staying until almost 5! This annoyed me greatly because I wanted to go shopping, work out and then relax a little before I met up with my friends at Margaritas. I hate being rushed and feeling frazzled when I go anywhere because then I don't feel put together. That is exactly what ended up happening though. When I left work I rushed to the mall to try and find a cute new outfit (at least a top!) to wear out. The mall was in the awful state of summer clearance and minimal fall merchandise. Bare walls were abundant and the summer leftovers were all crap. I ended up buying a pair of jeans, which I have decided I don't really love afterall, and a pair of earrings. Didn't I mention that already! I hurried home, jumped in the shower and then was on my way to the restaurant. I left home feeling fat (no work outs for like a week!), frazzled (I had to slap on my makeup) and frumpy (Even though I had new jeans and didn't like my top and didn't even like the jeans that much once I de-tagged them and put on the top).
I couldn't reserve a table the size I needed when I got there because of the hoards of people waiting, which was my plan because they didn't take reservations over the phone and I got there an hour earlier than I told my friends to arrive. The result was a squished disaster when people did start showing up and I had only managed to get a booth meant to seat 4 people comfortably. At that point I had been downing the margaritas so I wasn't as annoyed as I probably would have been sober. It ended up being pretty fun because almost everybody showed up but by midnight I was ready to go to bed. How sad! I am only 27, I shouldn't be wanting to go home and go to sleep on my birthday of all days!!!! But I know it had a lot to do with hell week at work so that made me feel better about it.
This weekend is the lake and I couldn't be more relieved! I plan on taking lots of fun pictures of water based activities. And alcohol based activities!
Friday, my actual birthday, was OK. For the second year in a row I had to work late. I know it's not a national holiday or anything, but you like to think your birthday is special. So when you end up spending the whole day in a working frenzy for people who don't care it's kind of sad (people who don't care meaning clients and boss). At least my coworkers and I had some delicious chocolate cake shots to help me ease the pain. Who knew Absolut Citron mixed with Hazlenut liquor, followed by a sugar coated lemon could taste just like chocolate cake! Only with some pleasing side affects. Then they presented me with a hefty Simon gift card which I promptly went to the mall and spent on jeans and a pair of earrings. Nothing like found money!!!
Saturday I woke up at about 7 a.m. Probably because I ended up falling asleep at about 9 on Friday, which was not suprising. I knew I had to go back into work to finish something up for a conference today so I crawled out of bed, slapped on a hat and trudged in like a trooper. I figured I would be out of there at 1 at the latest, but ended up staying until almost 5! This annoyed me greatly because I wanted to go shopping, work out and then relax a little before I met up with my friends at Margaritas. I hate being rushed and feeling frazzled when I go anywhere because then I don't feel put together. That is exactly what ended up happening though. When I left work I rushed to the mall to try and find a cute new outfit (at least a top!) to wear out. The mall was in the awful state of summer clearance and minimal fall merchandise. Bare walls were abundant and the summer leftovers were all crap. I ended up buying a pair of jeans, which I have decided I don't really love afterall, and a pair of earrings. Didn't I mention that already! I hurried home, jumped in the shower and then was on my way to the restaurant. I left home feeling fat (no work outs for like a week!), frazzled (I had to slap on my makeup) and frumpy (Even though I had new jeans and didn't like my top and didn't even like the jeans that much once I de-tagged them and put on the top).
I couldn't reserve a table the size I needed when I got there because of the hoards of people waiting, which was my plan because they didn't take reservations over the phone and I got there an hour earlier than I told my friends to arrive. The result was a squished disaster when people did start showing up and I had only managed to get a booth meant to seat 4 people comfortably. At that point I had been downing the margaritas so I wasn't as annoyed as I probably would have been sober. It ended up being pretty fun because almost everybody showed up but by midnight I was ready to go to bed. How sad! I am only 27, I shouldn't be wanting to go home and go to sleep on my birthday of all days!!!! But I know it had a lot to do with hell week at work so that made me feel better about it.
This weekend is the lake and I couldn't be more relieved! I plan on taking lots of fun pictures of water based activities. And alcohol based activities!