The morning didn’t start out well. Work issues almost caused me to kick someone’s ass and being that this someone is located in Ohio it would have required some serious effort on my part. I acted completely out of character and cussed him out instead of remaining calm and venting later. I let him have it, then walked into The Astrologer’s office and shut the door so I could let it all go. All had blown to hell before 11am and I was struggling with a stress headache and the desire to fuck someone up.
It wasn’t until after lunch when my boss got in that I finally was able to calm down. He, of course, agreed with me on everything and the only time I almost lost it (again) was when OUM tried to come interrupt our chat. I wasn’t having it and I think I was very obvious about it. In fact, so obvious that OUM didn’t say goodbye when he left today. Ha! Good.
The run the other night with Crazy Runner went better than I expected. When I woke up Monday morning the first thing I did was start thinking of excuses of why I couldn’t go. I wanted so badly to bail, but knowing she had planned it and was taking time out of her schedule to do this for me made me suck it up and I’m so glad I did. She was the BEST coach I could have ever asked for – she talked the entire time to keep me entertained and distracted, but didn’t expect me to respond; she pushed me and I did everything she said; she allowed for walk time and she was super encouraging. I was so glad I did it, especially when I felt the burn in my thighs and ass yesterday. We’re going again on Thursday and I’m actually excited about it.
Tomorrow morning I have 250 cupcakes to bake before noon and tonight I have to make 250 blue stars for the tops of these cupcakes. Why I didn’t just say “red and blue sprinkles” when they asked what I could do is beyond me. Oh well. I’ll crank them out before midnight. Hopefully. I hope Private Practice is new tonight so I can at least have something to watch while stars set and boxes fold themselves. Luckily I smartened up and ordered some big boxes for these big orders…means I only have to fold 10 instead of 20 and that makes me a happy baker.
How about this tree I saw when I was walking the little balls of fur. It definitely caught my attention!
Private Practice=Thursday. We’ve got one more day of waiting before it and a new episode of Grey’s (finally).
You actually cussed someone at work? Awesome. We have an absolutely moronic temp that I’ve been wanting to issue a tongue lashing since about his second month in. At this point, I think his dumbassedness is all a joke and we are all pawns in a sick, twisted game he’s playing. He’s outta there at the end of April. I.can’t.wait.
The tree is asking
http://media.photobucket.com/image/do%20i%20make%20you%20horny%20baby/runningelk3/austin-powers.jpg
Yeah, I realized it wasn’t Thursday when i got home and checked my dvr to see if PP was new. Nice. I’m tired, ok?!
I’ve never cussed anyone out like that before, but I couldn’t help myself. His bitchassedness totally warranted and luckily he took it well (after making excuses for himself. pussy.)