I'm tired. I feel like I've been slaying dragons all day. From the weather to the traffic to all the people in my office, nothing seems to be cooperating. I'd go home early, but I took a half-day off yesterday, so it hardly seems fair to run away again, especially when the time off didn't seem to improve my disposition any. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow there's a game, and I have tickets in hand.
Got a late start today, so apparently Karma says I have to make up for it by being incredibly busy. I've been in the office for three hours, and I've spent at least one hour answering e-mail, one hour acting as counselor, and one hour on the phone. It's 2:00 and I'm finally getting my first cup of coffee for the day - what does that tell you. So far I've learned that most doctors are quacks - they all just guess at the problem, and sometimes they get lucky and guess right. I've learned that if you subscribe to Ifit.com, eventually you'll catch an ear-worm - I've listened to essentially the same music over and over for so many months now that I often catch myself humming it. I've learned that my sister is a nutcase and sends me way too much funny stuff. At least it's Friday.
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