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work may or may not be getting better. as it is, it's complete ambiguous, and as noncommunicative as ever. Unsurprising. Whichever way it goes, things are going to be pretty different over the next couple of months. And I am rapidly on my way to becoming another disgruntled employee. I never wanted to be, but I have been exposed to the flaws and can only figure it goes downhill from here.
I'm a terrible perfectionist- I'm no good at it, but I demand a lot from myself, anyhow. Unfortunately, I forget that most people don't operate under the same standards I do.
After a crappy day at work, the dog piddled all over my nice wooden chest that holds all of my bellydance clothes, and the clothes basket besides. I am not pleased. And, we stuffed him a kong toy, which he left completely untouched while we were gone, but tore apart all the garbage instead. I think his behavior is bottoming out in the short week that we've had him. Obediance classes are rapidly in order, i believe.
And I come home in a generally terrible mood and think, what could i do? and the only thing I could come up with is thank-you cards. Like this is the appropriate mood to write those in. Figures it's the only time i'm willing.
i really want to curl up with a book & disappear for the rest of the night, but i'm out of books. blah.
I'm a terrible perfectionist- I'm no good at it, but I demand a lot from myself, anyhow. Unfortunately, I forget that most people don't operate under the same standards I do.
After a crappy day at work, the dog piddled all over my nice wooden chest that holds all of my bellydance clothes, and the clothes basket besides. I am not pleased. And, we stuffed him a kong toy, which he left completely untouched while we were gone, but tore apart all the garbage instead. I think his behavior is bottoming out in the short week that we've had him. Obediance classes are rapidly in order, i believe.
And I come home in a generally terrible mood and think, what could i do? and the only thing I could come up with is thank-you cards. Like this is the appropriate mood to write those in. Figures it's the only time i'm willing.
i really want to curl up with a book & disappear for the rest of the night, but i'm out of books. blah.