or something
My work is so busy lately. Very, supremely busy. Monumentally busy.
Like pull my hair out busy, pee my pants busy because I can't get away from the desk busy, be a bitch to nice co-workers busy, run out of towels busy.
Busy. Bizzy.
It makes me insane. I love my job... but these past 2 weeks with valentines spa package bitches... and *only one phone line*... three new hairdressers with people calling all day after them, and everything else that is happening. The business is operating at full capacity, over-full capacity most of the day.
That is my work. When I get to come home I have 2 cats who need lots of attention. I hardly ever have attention to give to the poor girls.
I also try to cook dinner for myself and Josh every night, most of the time from scratch if I can. Healthy eating as much as possible. And it does take time, and lots of knowledge and energy. Its very hard.
I just don't know.
Like pull my hair out busy, pee my pants busy because I can't get away from the desk busy, be a bitch to nice co-workers busy, run out of towels busy.
Busy. Bizzy.
It makes me insane. I love my job... but these past 2 weeks with valentines spa package bitches... and *only one phone line*... three new hairdressers with people calling all day after them, and everything else that is happening. The business is operating at full capacity, over-full capacity most of the day.
That is my work. When I get to come home I have 2 cats who need lots of attention. I hardly ever have attention to give to the poor girls.
I also try to cook dinner for myself and Josh every night, most of the time from scratch if I can. Healthy eating as much as possible. And it does take time, and lots of knowledge and energy. Its very hard.
I just don't know.