You know it's been one of those days
(or weeks) when you're talking to a friend about how much work she's doing tomorrow for her work's garage sale and how much time she's putting in both tomorrow and the next day, and you know exactly what she's talking about because you've recently had this conversation, but you're a day ahead and convinced that today is really Friday, not Thursday, and you really don't have to go in to work tomorrow (and to top it off, you even had Monday off--which may in part be the reason it's one of those days).
I spent a couple of hours at work on Sunday trying to get caught up--was pretty successful until they turned off the power in my building. The nerve of them to interrupt those of us who need to come in on weekends! Then I went in at 6 this morning and spent 2 hours this morning finishing that one small part of getting caught up. So now I'm only behind in today's file notes rather than file notes for the past 3 weeks.
But that's the only place I'm getting caught up. The more I do, the farther behind I get. They told me at book club the other day that I need a vacation because I was fantasizing about being home with a broken leg or in prison as ways of finding more time for myself and doing things like reading. And I just had a vacation a little over a month ago!
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This is exactly the way I feel. My desk looks like the one in the cartoon. I can't find anything because all my color coded folders to put things in are buried in the piles of paper. I want to go camping so bad I can taste it. I'm wondering how Shilo and Kodi will do.
Posted by: Mom | April 19, 2005 09:01 PM
OK, here goes...and as your hubby likes to say, "I mean this in the nicest possible way!" (tee hee)
*You* need a vacation?!?!? ;-)
Posted by: Doc Dregs | April 15, 2005 10:39 PM