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I'm on vacation next week and I am counting down the minutes until this work week is over!
I'm truly hoping that somewhere in the 9 days that I have off, I can find at least ONE day to relax. I plan to stay in my pj's and not move off the couch. At least for just that one day.
A girl can dream...right?
I'm grumpy....and have been for a few weeks! I'm hoping it's just a phase. I initially thought it had something to do with hormones and "that time of month", but as the feelings linger, I'm beginning to think it is more than that.
I tell myself every morning when I wake up, that today is going to be a good day. And within minutes, something triggers and I am one big bundle of stress with very little patience for anyone or anything. I'm hoping it's just a phase.
I know it has a lot to do with me having a lot on my plate, but my life has always been hectic and busy with me going in a million different directions. Why is it any different now? I guess I'm getting older, and the little moments that I am missing out on mean so much more to me. I want time to relax with my husband. There are days when we barely see each other. Just long enough to ask how our day was and then off to bed. I want time for ME. To curl up on the couch with a good book or a movie. I want time to play with our pets. To sit on the floor with a toy and enjoy the happiness it brings to our cats & dogs. I want time to cook dinner and bake cookies on the weekends. I WANT MORE TIME!
I'm hoping it's just a phase and once I get used to the time change and it being dark when I leave for work and dark when I get home from work things will change.
I'm hoping it's just a phase and once the holidays get closer I will enjoy the time spent with family.
I'm hoping it's just a phase and I will snap out of it soon, because if I don't, I have a feeling my husband is going to strangle me!
I work for a small company. We have 10 employees and that includes the 5 people in management. The remaining 5 individuals remind me a lot of children. They whine and cry, they tattle-tale, they need to be given direction every minute of every day, they need you to clean up after them, they are unable to complete the easiest of tasks without someone holding their hand....they are just like children!
I can handle most of the above, only because I've been doing it for almost 10 years and it doesn't phase me anymore. But the one thing I can't handle is the childish act of denial! If you did something wrong or broke something it is no big deal as long as you tell someone about it. Accidents happen...people make mistakes.
Except, that is not the mentality of anyone working here. For every one of these questions I have asked the past couple days, every employee answered with "It Wasn't Me!" Well, I'm smart enough to know that SOMEONE had to do it. Last I knew we didn't have a ghost working here!!!
- Who broke the scissors? (for the 3rd time this week)...it wasn't me!
- Who spilt 10 gallons of water from the water dispenser...it wasn't me!
- Who took my microwave meal out of the freezer?...it wasn't me!
- Who used the last roll of toilet paper without telling anyone?...it wasn't me!
- Who left the dock doors open so all the heat can get out?...it wasn't me!
- Who left the freezer door open causing it to defrost?...it wasn't me!
- Who left the security door unlocked overnight?...it wasn't me!
- Who moved these bins out of the shipping dept?...it wasn't me!
- Who forgot to shut the hose off after filling the wash tank?...it wasn't me!
- Who left paper jammed in the copy machine?...it wasn't me!
- Who let the forklift just sit and run for an hour?...it wasn't me!
- Who signed for UPS while I was out of the office?...it wasn't me!
- Who keeps pouring coffee into the garbage can?...it wasn't me!
- Who left rotten bananas on the break table?...it wasn't me!
- Who used the restroom (#2) and didn't flush?...it wasn't me!
- Who keeps throwing used kleenex on the ground?...it wasn't me!
Does this even give you a little insight into the world I live in Monday through Friday? It's getting so hard for me to take. If I wanted to work with children all day I would run a daycare.
I had the most disturbing and horrifying dream last night. I've been awake for over 3 hours and I can still remember every last detail.
It was so disturbing, yet so real, that I can't stop thinking about it. I know there are supposed to be meanings behind your dreams, but I'm not sure I want to know how my subconscious mind came up with this!
I would give you the details, but I won't allow myself to write it down. Just know that I am totally freaked out by it and my brain won't stop replaying it over and over again.
The worst part is that my deceased brother was the main character and while I love that he is showing up in my dreams I just can't even fathom why he showed up in the manner in which he did.
I wish I could forget.......
