I'm ornery. I mean really ornery. One of my people called in sick this morning, and I was annoyed. What the hell is wrong with me? The poor girl is fricking sick?!?
I'm exhausted in a way sleep doesn't seem to help. This week my body is hurting so bad, even my skin hurts. When I look at everything left undone around me because I just can't do it, I want to give up and cry. But I don't, because when I stop, it's still there. And because then Beerman has to do it all.
Here's hoping for higher pressure and moods. I'm going to go into my corner and sulk now.
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