Work And Work...and Work
My hell, I hope things settle down around here. I started my job this week and it has been everything but normal in my house since Monday.
The job is ok. A little boring. Ok, a lot boring.
Maybe once I actually know what I'm doing then it won't be so bad. But if I have to read one more policy manual I will surely...well, I don't know what I'll do, but I'll surely do it. LOL
My house is a mess, my commute is horrid, I hate having to wear "professional" clothes on a daily basis. I hate covering my tattoos to go to work. I hate that I can't park on site and have to park like 3 miles away and take a shuttle the rest of the way.
I have a few giveaways to post this weekend. Some guest posts for next week. And I'm sure I'll sound like a whiny little bitch until things mellow out around here.
Oh...and this is what happens when I leave my husband in charge of my 2 year old, my dog...and leave the laptop within reach.
It was an accident. Ethan was rough housing on the couch with the dog and fell and bonked his head really hard. He is ok...the laptop...not so much.
Oh well...
2 comments:
oh no that totally sucks! I hated work when I first had to go back. Now I see it as my only time with other people over the age of 8 LOL!
You know, I can totally fix that. You can, too, it's SUPER easy.
In fact, I JUST did it. ;)
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