She works hard for the money
So the marathon work continues this week with two 12-hour days under my belt. I would have worked late yesterday, but my supervisor told me to go home (I think she is worried about me since I've been there till 8 p.m. every night).
I've got a big event in Birmingham next Thursday and then another huge event on Sept. 8, which I know nothing about because the client is slow about scheduling the production meeting.
I feel like I can control the things that I can't really control, if I work late and get the stuff taken care of that I can. If that makes any sense.
I'm so stressed out, which is a great weight loss plan, but I think that my life will be happier after the 8th and return somewhat to normal. Plus, we're going on a fun trip in September for my dad's b-day, so i'm excited about that and think I will be able to let off some steam and get back to normal.
It's kind of good that Dave isn't living here right now, because I wouldn't be around and I would be in a pissy mood when I got home. The kitties are not very happy with me right now, because I work late and then come home and work some more. I think that I may try to work from home one day after next week just to get a breather now that I have VPN and can access everything from home.
OH! And as I was walking to the parking lot at 8 p.m. tonight, this car that was pulling out of the deck rolled down their window and these two guys in the car were like "We saw you this morning when we pulled in, you work to hard, you must have had a long day." and I replied "Yes, it has been a looooooong day."
So, I'm tired and will get up and repeat tomorrow. My life has become wash, rinse, repeat lately.
I think I have to go to my parent's house tomorrow to feed the cats. I should call.
I've got a big event in Birmingham next Thursday and then another huge event on Sept. 8, which I know nothing about because the client is slow about scheduling the production meeting.
I feel like I can control the things that I can't really control, if I work late and get the stuff taken care of that I can. If that makes any sense.
I'm so stressed out, which is a great weight loss plan, but I think that my life will be happier after the 8th and return somewhat to normal. Plus, we're going on a fun trip in September for my dad's b-day, so i'm excited about that and think I will be able to let off some steam and get back to normal.
It's kind of good that Dave isn't living here right now, because I wouldn't be around and I would be in a pissy mood when I got home. The kitties are not very happy with me right now, because I work late and then come home and work some more. I think that I may try to work from home one day after next week just to get a breather now that I have VPN and can access everything from home.
OH! And as I was walking to the parking lot at 8 p.m. tonight, this car that was pulling out of the deck rolled down their window and these two guys in the car were like "We saw you this morning when we pulled in, you work to hard, you must have had a long day." and I replied "Yes, it has been a looooooong day."
So, I'm tired and will get up and repeat tomorrow. My life has become wash, rinse, repeat lately.
I think I have to go to my parent's house tomorrow to feed the cats. I should call.