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Oh, a bit of cheer!
Dec. 17th, 2009 02:21 pmHave I ever been this stressed out, overworked, anxiety-wracked, freaked out?
No. I have already fashioned a fancy note for my cube wall that says: December 2009: Never Again. Never.
I woefully underestimated how long things would take and overestimated how much I could get done. I alternate between panic and despair.
But whatever. Thankfully the hamstring is healing. Sadly, at glacial speed. But I can sit, gingerly, on a toilet seat and sitting on chairs in general is only a dull roar of pain (made even better by 12 hours a day in the desk chair) and I have to twist or extend my leg quite a bit to make me want to die. As long as it gets a little bit better every day, I'll be okay.
I have lost near 8 pounds over the last two weeks, thankyoustress. But today, I got a giant tin of chocolates from a supplier and I don't have enough moral fiber to share them all with my officemates. Some. Maybe.
A spot of cheer:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/wear/8413974.stm
The whole article is delightfully funny in a schaudenfreude kind of way. But I have to admit that for the Brits, Asbo, short for anti-social behavior order -- is a phrase commonplace enough to use in articles.
I am so stealing ASBO.
No. I have already fashioned a fancy note for my cube wall that says: December 2009: Never Again. Never.
I woefully underestimated how long things would take and overestimated how much I could get done. I alternate between panic and despair.
But whatever. Thankfully the hamstring is healing. Sadly, at glacial speed. But I can sit, gingerly, on a toilet seat and sitting on chairs in general is only a dull roar of pain (made even better by 12 hours a day in the desk chair) and I have to twist or extend my leg quite a bit to make me want to die. As long as it gets a little bit better every day, I'll be okay.
I have lost near 8 pounds over the last two weeks, thankyoustress. But today, I got a giant tin of chocolates from a supplier and I don't have enough moral fiber to share them all with my officemates. Some. Maybe.
A spot of cheer:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/wear/8413974.stm
The whole article is delightfully funny in a schaudenfreude kind of way. But I have to admit that for the Brits, Asbo, short for anti-social behavior order -- is a phrase commonplace enough to use in articles.
I am so stealing ASBO.
