Oh, y’all. It has been an incredibly trying couple of days. Work has been terrible and horrifically busy, sleep-training Miss T has been challenging, it’s hotter than hell outside, I really miss AE, etc. However I THINK I may be emerging from the dark side of the suckage. AE will be back this weekend and Miss T did MUCH better last night so we all got some desperately needed sleep. Plus I have plans to go out with BB tonight so that helps tremendously!! Drinks all around!
Work is still crap, though. At the risk of saying too much (I try to be exceedingly careful with what I say about my job here), I am going to just gently comment that of late things have not been handled around my office in ways that I feel would be most appropriate and beneficial to the employees. I am an extremely low-maintenance employee (I really am, although I may not be so laid back in other aspects of my life), I can roll with the punches and I don’t get seriously worked up about much. Sure, things make me mad sometimes and I’ll rant and rave, but then I am totally over it. Not the case currently, where each small event seems to piggyback on the one before until I am faced with a steaming pile of shit and I can do nothing but spew anger and hate. Which is where I am right now.
On a not-entirely-unrelated note, does your office have an activist? I assumed that all workplaces do, but my sister informs me that hers does not. Quite frankly, I think that every company should have one. The Activist is the opinionated, loud, angrily vocal person that the rest of us count on to do the talking. The Activist gets angry about things like the less-than-ergonomic design of the desk chairs. The Activist cries CENSORSHIP when certain web sites are blocked due to bandwidth issues. Think you are in need of a raise? Get The Activist on board to lobby for company-wide pay increases. It really does come in handy from time to time. Usually once The Activist is on the case, the rest of us can just sit back and wait.
Starting now, I’m really going to try and bring the rage down a notch or two. Hopefully tomorrow I will be a little less grumpy.  As for this evening, I’m sure I’ll be fine after a margarita or two.
