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tuesdays blow. especially yesterday.
Dec. 17th, 2003 08:54 am*disclaimer: there are lots of bad words in this post. i had a bad day, i work with construction people, it happens. if you have a problem with that, kiss my ass.*
my tuesday went from horrible to great to absolutely horribly bad, with lots of crying interspersed.
if you couldn't tell from the previous post, i had an extrememly shitty day at work yesterday. EXTREMELY. i'm used to getting yelled at-i don't like it, but i'm used to it-a few times a day, and can usually get over it pretty quick. yesterday it was nonstop. i got yelled at by my boss, by an estimators, by a contractor, by an estimator again when i relayed the message from the contractor, by my boss again, by the accounting lady, by another contractor, and then by my boss again. and for my lunch "break" i was almost nonstop interrupted by people coming into the lunch room to ask me "where's this file?" "who is in charge of this project?" "did you call this person yet?" I GET IT. I HAVE SHIT TO DO. LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONE F-ING HOUR AND I WILL GET IT DONE.
needless to say, at 5:00 i was out of there in a heartbeat. i got in my car and cried for like 5 mins before i was ok to go. i met Kelly (YAY for being home from Chicago!!!) at the Fe in College Park for dinner, which was a blast, and then i called Kymmy to see if she needed a study break. i told Kym i had a surprise for her, and when she opened her door, Kelly jumped out and yelled "surprise!" and that was fun. the 3 of us and Kym's roommate Meg hung out for a couple hours, then i had to get back home since 1) i'm sick, 2) i'm old and i get tired early, and 3) i had to get up for work again this morning.
i called my dad on the way home and told him i'd be at their house for dinner tonight, which means he's making my favorite soup in the world: Cheddar Chicken Corn Chowder. that will be the highlight of my day. i'm calling it now. after i called dad, i called George. his exams are both today, then his project is due by noon tomorrow. originally, the project was due earlier, so i would get to see him tonight. then i come to find out that his sister has a physics exam on Thursday that he promised to help her study for, so Wednesday night gets bagged, and Thursday is the first time i'll see him since last Saturday. (that's 12 days, if anyone's counting. and i might be.) last night, i find out that his sister's exam is actually Friday, so Thursday is now out, and i'll see him Friday. i, in all my infinite wisdom, once said "what's one more day? plus it will make the next time i see you that much better, since we haven't seen each other in so long." i now renounce that as a bunch of crap. one more day IS a big deal. i lied before. clearly, more crying came into play after we hung up the phone.
we're supposed to be going to a graduation party thing on Friday for a bunch of my kiddos who are graduating on Saturday. i have to go to give Sarah my cap and gown, but other than that...all i really want to do is crawl into bed for the whole weekend. i'm miserable, i'm exhausted, i don't feel good, i'm all by myself again this week (but i'm not mad at Chris about it) and i never get to see one of the most important people to me. seriously, could my life BE any better at the moment?
AND WHY DON'T THEY HAVE MISERABLE AS A MOOD??? now i'm pissed off, too.
my tuesday went from horrible to great to absolutely horribly bad, with lots of crying interspersed.
if you couldn't tell from the previous post, i had an extrememly shitty day at work yesterday. EXTREMELY. i'm used to getting yelled at-i don't like it, but i'm used to it-a few times a day, and can usually get over it pretty quick. yesterday it was nonstop. i got yelled at by my boss, by an estimators, by a contractor, by an estimator again when i relayed the message from the contractor, by my boss again, by the accounting lady, by another contractor, and then by my boss again. and for my lunch "break" i was almost nonstop interrupted by people coming into the lunch room to ask me "where's this file?" "who is in charge of this project?" "did you call this person yet?" I GET IT. I HAVE SHIT TO DO. LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONE F-ING HOUR AND I WILL GET IT DONE.
needless to say, at 5:00 i was out of there in a heartbeat. i got in my car and cried for like 5 mins before i was ok to go. i met Kelly (YAY for being home from Chicago!!!) at the Fe in College Park for dinner, which was a blast, and then i called Kymmy to see if she needed a study break. i told Kym i had a surprise for her, and when she opened her door, Kelly jumped out and yelled "surprise!" and that was fun. the 3 of us and Kym's roommate Meg hung out for a couple hours, then i had to get back home since 1) i'm sick, 2) i'm old and i get tired early, and 3) i had to get up for work again this morning.
i called my dad on the way home and told him i'd be at their house for dinner tonight, which means he's making my favorite soup in the world: Cheddar Chicken Corn Chowder. that will be the highlight of my day. i'm calling it now. after i called dad, i called George. his exams are both today, then his project is due by noon tomorrow. originally, the project was due earlier, so i would get to see him tonight. then i come to find out that his sister has a physics exam on Thursday that he promised to help her study for, so Wednesday night gets bagged, and Thursday is the first time i'll see him since last Saturday. (that's 12 days, if anyone's counting. and i might be.) last night, i find out that his sister's exam is actually Friday, so Thursday is now out, and i'll see him Friday. i, in all my infinite wisdom, once said "what's one more day? plus it will make the next time i see you that much better, since we haven't seen each other in so long." i now renounce that as a bunch of crap. one more day IS a big deal. i lied before. clearly, more crying came into play after we hung up the phone.
we're supposed to be going to a graduation party thing on Friday for a bunch of my kiddos who are graduating on Saturday. i have to go to give Sarah my cap and gown, but other than that...all i really want to do is crawl into bed for the whole weekend. i'm miserable, i'm exhausted, i don't feel good, i'm all by myself again this week (but i'm not mad at Chris about it) and i never get to see one of the most important people to me. seriously, could my life BE any better at the moment?
AND WHY DON'T THEY HAVE MISERABLE AS A MOOD??? now i'm pissed off, too.
