Longest Monday in Years

I guess I have a real job now–I’m heading home a bit after 8 (that was my cut-off point for myself, but I wanted to get more done), I got to work at 9am and I only took a 30 minute lunch. So I literally worked 10 and a half hours. I’m exhausted. And really frustrated everyone has a lot on their plate, and I’m not trying to put more. But I am working my ass off and people don’t even call me back to let things start moving so that we can actually get credit for all the work we’ve been doing. If I weren’t so exhausted, I’d scream.

I do get paid my new, big pay check this week. Hopefully that’ll cheer me up a bit. But I’m just so tired!! And I want to talk to my mommy and see her, and she will be here when we’re trying to tie things up with this huge year-end of a grant that is the reason I was at work for 3 extra hours.

Mostly I’m just upset that I am ending up being responsible for cleaning up other peoples messes. And now I’m pissy because seriously, iPhone??? You know your own name, but you won’t let me type a possessive plural of people??! So I look like I don’t know grammar, when it is YOU, my love, who lacks in their knowledge. Am I incorrect about that? Someone let me know. I’m done now, before I say anything too stupid. (hopefully haven’t crossed that line).

Just be glad you’re, my beloved friends, not near me physically right now. I’m simply not in a pleasant mood.