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October 10, 2006
PMS to the Rescue
You know there are those days that just seem crappy from beginning to end? I'm in the middle of one right now.
First off, I've been exhausted all day--even after getting a very solid 8 hours of sleep the night before. I actually laid down in my bed this afternoon (a working-from-home perk I am ever so grateful for) and tried to take a nap but the sleep just wouldn't come. Instead, I lay there fretting about the work I *could* be doing during this short respite. So up I got, and back to the computer to try and achieve some level of productivity. It was a failed attempt.
Secondly, I found out that I came in "runner up" for a Big Idea award that would have netted me a whopping $10,000 for the business. Now I just get $500, which barely covers the cost of entering the contest. Sigh. I had already planned on how to spend the money, and now it's like they've ripped a giant check from my hot little fingers--all while laughing mercilessly.
Third, once again our internet is on the fritz and I was cut off TWICE with no notice, causing me to lose precious work-in-progress and preventing me from doing any Big Idea stuff for a good hour. And, dear reader, I desperately need all the hours I can get--190 to be precise (just to make up for the $9,500 so ceremoniously revoked from my mental bank account).
Fourth, I'm feeling stressed and Mr. Music is just making it worse. As far as I can tell, he's perfect in every "boyfriend" way--except that I'm not feeling the boyfriend spark. In fact, the more he acts like a boyfriend, the more I want to run away and never come back. I can't deal with the "good morning email", the "good afternoon, how is your day going? email" and the "anything happen in the last 10 minutes? evening phone call". IT'S JUST TOO MUCH. And of course, because I am a stupid, stupid girl, I have gotten myself committed to a weekend away with Mr. Music during the first part of November. Normally, a mini-getaway would be be a lovely thing to concentrate on, but NOT THIS TIME.
Fifth, I just found out that a bunch of the information I completed for a Big Idea client just disappeared off their database, meaning I had to spend more than an hour going back and re-inputting the data. Curses! All I really want to do is crawl under my blankets with a book and call it a day. But no, there are 190 hours of extra work to find, because I WILL GET THAT $9,500 IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO.
Sixth, my car is still at the mechanics, getting the last touches of one THOUSAND dollars worth of repairs. At last count, I have $47 in my checking account, so it's anyone's guess how I will pay that bill, let alone the visa bill that comes due in two weeks. Gosh, I wish I had a nice check for $10,000 in the mail. Wouldn't that be nice? The car will supposedly be ready for pick-up sometime tomorrow, which would be fine except that I find myself with no way to get myself to the mechanics in any sort of reasonable time, especially since I have work commitments in the morning, a conference call around noon, no transportation in the afternoon, and a softball game in the evening.
And WHY IS IT SO GODDAMNED HOT? It's the middle of October and I'm SWEATING over the computer. And I have hours of work left to do. And I haven't even STARTED on the massive China project that is due at the end of October and who knows when I'll have time to get it completed and oh my goodness they are never going to have me back and I will miss my one chance to see China in all its glory!
Thank you, hormones, for this lovely day.
