crash and burn
I crashed last night. It was bound to happen. With all the stress from finals, and a crappy encounter with my boss added to the extreme exhaustion that I feel I just kind of lost it momentarily last night.
You see, I think I did an extremely good job of holding myself together over the last month even with the stress. But my boss met with me yesterday and told me that I've been making some mistakes. They are minor ones...a form missing here or there, a progress note not written, etc. I pointed out to her that I am still doing 21 hours worth of work in a 15 hour work week, that our department has reached a certain saturation point, and that stress at the end of each semester is normal.
I resent these "accommodation meetings" that I did not request as an accommodation, and I resent being questioned every time my mood wavers. I am human above all, I am not an automaton who just produces work with no emotion. I make mistakes. Sometimes things fall through the cracks...not because I don't care, but because I am seriously busy at work and I am trying to handle a large volume of responsibilities.
Oh well. I suppose it doesn't matter. I know I am doing the best that I can. And there are only 3 more work days until I am off for 2 weeks. I am counting the minutes.
You see, I think I did an extremely good job of holding myself together over the last month even with the stress. But my boss met with me yesterday and told me that I've been making some mistakes. They are minor ones...a form missing here or there, a progress note not written, etc. I pointed out to her that I am still doing 21 hours worth of work in a 15 hour work week, that our department has reached a certain saturation point, and that stress at the end of each semester is normal.
I resent these "accommodation meetings" that I did not request as an accommodation, and I resent being questioned every time my mood wavers. I am human above all, I am not an automaton who just produces work with no emotion. I make mistakes. Sometimes things fall through the cracks...not because I don't care, but because I am seriously busy at work and I am trying to handle a large volume of responsibilities.
Oh well. I suppose it doesn't matter. I know I am doing the best that I can. And there are only 3 more work days until I am off for 2 weeks. I am counting the minutes.