Well, the roads were fine this morning. I *did* have to pry my door open, due to ice, but then got around just fine. The girls were out of school, so enjoyed another day at Mom's house.
Work was insane today. Yesterday's power outage (yeah, I answered phones by the light of a flashlight for 2 hours) caused our mainframe system to run incredibly slowly today. The question that normally can be answered in 15 seconds took 3 minutes to answer. Doesn't sound like much, but with the call volume we have right now, it's insane.
Tomorrow will be better. I keep telling myself that. Kevin hurts and the girls are cranky and my work is horribly hard to handle and *I* am the one that is usually cheery. I can't be cheery. I'm trying, but I'm starting to get a glimpse of what "depressed" is.
I have a dinner invite on Sunday, with all of my favorite people, yet I have to work. I'll be late at best. Damn the ice storm/power outage. Damn the busy season. Damn the cold. Damn the lack of sun for over a week.
*sniff sniff* Here goes: Tomorrow, the weather-guessers say we'll have sunshine. I don't care if it's 30 below zero, the sun helps. I want to need my shades. The girls helped a ton with dishes and laundry tonight. Kevin got things under control before I got home tonight, and the girls promised that they would be in fine form in the morning. After two snow-days, my hopes for a smooth morning aren't incredibly high.
I will get over it. It's lasted longer than I expected, but I WILL get over it. I will. DO YOU HEAR ME??? I WILL!
OK, off to bed. That was a horrible, depressing entry, and I'll probably delete it by morning.
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If that was your idea of a depressing entry, you have got to do some back reading in my journal. ;-P
::hug hug hug::
~Amy
That was not so much a "depressing" entry as much as it was the blog entry of a hardworking woman who is trying to keep her shit together during all the december craziness. You're succeeding.
xo
Russ
Hey, I could have the meal like at 2 PM instead of noon, would that help? And the girls haven't been cranky here. I can see why they would have been grouchy last night though. They put in some hard, hard playing outside in the snow.
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