You know the saying "put a fork in me, I'm done"? Well someone shold've put a fork in me a long time ago cos I'm over done...cajun style...almost burnt done...
I am no longer coughing up a lung or two...that's a huge plus.
I don't feel like death warmed over...another huge plus.
A new receptionist started at work today...that will be a plus when she gets her duties down!
I dropped a class which is sad because I pretty much just gave the university $800 for shits and giggles...and good so I don't run myself into the ground.
My favorite parts of my day are being told by dad my faults either first thing in the morning or in the evening and going to work and getting all of my minor mistakes pointed out to me. Never mind the fact that I gave my work to my boss for review or to a partner to review and sign and they give me it's ok to send stuff out. That fact goes unnoticed. Or maybe it's the fact that I'm doing two peoples jobs in one right...a little hard to stay focused much? So, at least they're minor. But I really do love getting hit with this stuff at work and in my professionally life. One day I will snap and it will go something like "You're right, I'm such a failure. I'm very sorry that my alarm goes off at 5:30am right now so I can spend the next 45 mintues trying to wake my ass up because I feel more exhausted when I wake up then when I when I went to sleep. And shame on my for being so worn out, I'm only spending 4 hours of my day commuting, going to work where I get praised doing things like copying and assembling numerous clients financial statements (Kinko's has nothing on me!) while shredding massive amounts of paper, answering the phones and scanning in the incoming faxes to the auditors pretty much AT THE SAME TIME. And then after working a full day I go to class. I mean it is a graduate class and all and it does require me to do homework and study pretty regulary but in my exhuastion I go a bit slower. But hey, sure I just sit around when I'm at home doing nothing for the 3 hours I have before I pass out and then do it all over again. But you know what, you're right, I suck at life. Maybe I should crawl into a whole and ponder why I'm such a failur while you sit on your ass and ridicule me hourly"
Wow! That felt pretty good. Maybe next time I should really say it. OR maybe I should invest in a punching bag?
There are freaking 41 more days until tax season is over...I hope I make it...:-(
I am no longer coughing up a lung or two...that's a huge plus.
I don't feel like death warmed over...another huge plus.
A new receptionist started at work today...that will be a plus when she gets her duties down!
I dropped a class which is sad because I pretty much just gave the university $800 for shits and giggles...and good so I don't run myself into the ground.
My favorite parts of my day are being told by dad my faults either first thing in the morning or in the evening and going to work and getting all of my minor mistakes pointed out to me. Never mind the fact that I gave my work to my boss for review or to a partner to review and sign and they give me it's ok to send stuff out. That fact goes unnoticed. Or maybe it's the fact that I'm doing two peoples jobs in one right...a little hard to stay focused much? So, at least they're minor. But I really do love getting hit with this stuff at work and in my professionally life. One day I will snap and it will go something like "You're right, I'm such a failure. I'm very sorry that my alarm goes off at 5:30am right now so I can spend the next 45 mintues trying to wake my ass up because I feel more exhausted when I wake up then when I when I went to sleep. And shame on my for being so worn out, I'm only spending 4 hours of my day commuting, going to work where I get praised doing things like copying and assembling numerous clients financial statements (Kinko's has nothing on me!) while shredding massive amounts of paper, answering the phones and scanning in the incoming faxes to the auditors pretty much AT THE SAME TIME. And then after working a full day I go to class. I mean it is a graduate class and all and it does require me to do homework and study pretty regulary but in my exhuastion I go a bit slower. But hey, sure I just sit around when I'm at home doing nothing for the 3 hours I have before I pass out and then do it all over again. But you know what, you're right, I suck at life. Maybe I should crawl into a whole and ponder why I'm such a failur while you sit on your ass and ridicule me hourly"
Wow! That felt pretty good. Maybe next time I should really say it. OR maybe I should invest in a punching bag?
There are freaking 41 more days until tax season is over...I hope I make it...:-(