If it's not one thing, it's another. My natural optimism is dwindling, and quickly.
Yesterday I woke up with a HUGE fucking headache. I'm not talking the usual, "ah, damn, I need some aspirin" kind of shit, but my head felt like it was going to explode out of the left side behind my ear. IMPLODING might have been better. DARK and SILENCE were my only friends.
I thought I was stroking, and I don't mean in the GOOD way, if you're a guy.
I called my boss to tell her I was gonna lie down and try to make it in by lunchtime.
FIVE hours and probably a zillion brain cells later...
I called work to tell my boss I wouldn't make it in by lunch, after all...spent FIVE MINUTES on LOUD hold waiting for her to pick up. This was around 2pm. Got nothing, so I hung up.
Receptionist calls me at home TWO HOURS LATER to say, "oh sorry, I 'totally' forgot you called earlier." Typical. I won't EVEN get into that.
Saving grace? B/F brought me Taco Bell cos' he knew I didn't have it in me to either cook or go get something myself. PLUS he knows it's comfort food for me. What a guy.
Today the pain is down to a dull roar, but I'm going in to try to attack the filing monster that's been growing the last couple of months and try to avoid going in over the weekend, even though I could use the hours so I don't eat up sick time for a stupid debilitating headache.
AND my dog shit on my carpet last night. Where do you get bait to catch a BREAK these days?
I'm borderline burnt-out right now. I feel a serious vacation coming on...
Hope everyone has a great weekend.