Everything's better, after a little more sleep...
I got more than 4 hours of sleep and this morning, I don't feel like the victim of a cruel joke.
My eyes aren't ruthlessly heavy, I'm not breathing in *sighs*, and I don't feel like piling back up into bed and snoozing for another 15 minutes to 15 hours. This week had kind of sucked. I had plenty of reasons to be upset and I think I owe myself a pat on the back for even those moments where I caved to acting a little batty.
* My contract was extended another month, it was last minute notice. If you work from contract to contract like me, you know that the time nearing the end of each contract decision is rough. What if it doesn't get renewed? What now? What kind of shape is the wallet in? What did I do to get here? I felt a little faith that I was staying put -- for the next month at least.
* I've had a few of the most clutziest days ever. I spilled coffee all over myself and ripped, to hell, the replacement pair of pants I put on to replace the coffee soaked pair. I was no where near new clothes or home. I still shopped, while showing whom ever looked what sort of a 'color mood' I was in.
* The dryer broke. This opens a can of worms I'm not going to get into.
* Other people, whom I like... They're acting like they've been reborn... Fresh from the pod.
There's more I might be able to think of...
But I'm not... Because it's Friday.
I'm going to put in my 8 hours and try to put a better spin to the day.
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I spent my Friday manually listing approx 800 to 1,000 links from our old website (which I created all by my very little special self) to give to the Big Fancy Advertising Agency for redirect code when the new site gets uploaded. No fancy site map button to push to create all these links, I got to type them all out by hand. That is insanity, especially for someone like me.
Yay, I feel special! Used, is more like it, but nonetheless....