Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Yeah, I'm having one of those days. There is a level of frustration at work that can't even be adequately described here. I feel angry and frustrated and helpless all at the same time. Surprisingly, my "getaway daydream" involves standing up, walking out of this building and going to the Y to while away an hour or so on the elliptical. Too bad that's not gonna happen. Instead, I'm gonna sit here at this prison cell desk, talk to people that are rude and watch the minutes slowly click by on the clock, just praying for 5:00 to get here.
I'm thinking I really need some sleep. This waking up in the middle of the night to take care of the child and then not being able to sleep again for two more hours while the child snores soundly beside me is getting really old.
Might just force my hubby to take my place tonight. I can't feel like this again tomorrow.