Hungover…part 2,562
Well Xmas is just around the corner. Despite the fact that I started in November, I still haven’t mailed all my cards because well, I don’t have any stamps.So I carry my few remaining cards to work with me, back hoem with me, to the store… and now they’re all crudded up wtih crud from my purse and will probably never be mailed at this point. But I promised myself I would write personal notes to 10 people this year and I did. I never said I had to mail them.
Work is getting weird. My new boss has a weird affect on me. He makes me act like a petulant child and I’m not digging it. I feel like my friend D and I are the daughters and we’re vying for daddy’s attention. Yeah, it’s weird. And I leave work every day feeling a sense of guilt and shame without knowing exactly why. I feel a tad bit like I’m being played. Then he strokes my ego a bit by calling things I write “delicious!” I just don’t see this working out long term. But it probably didnt’ help today that I felt like utter crap.
Ahh… well it’s 8:11 and I think I can safely go to bed now.