I Came Very Close, Then I Changed My Mind

If there was any question that this is the Monday of a week where I feel stressed by the need to have things in order to be away from work for seven days, any doubt was eased by 8:02 a.m. Why is it that the most ridiculously inappropriate job applicants always come in before you've started the second cup of coffee.

"The best part of my last job? The people. I just love people. I'm a people person." (I didn't invent that. She actually said it.)

Add on to that the fact that our server crashing five times during a very contentious 90 minute Skype conference call with people in three countries and four time zones, and I was fried well before 1 p.m. (And at 7:05 p.m. PST as I am writing this some fool is calling me on my home office phone.) I was trapped on the phone for 4.75 hours! Anyone who knows and loves me can confirm that any phone call that lasts more than 90 seconds is torture to me. I spit on the grave of Alexander Graham Bell! Did I mention that my external hard drive crashed last week, and I had to stand in line for 45 minutes to take that in for repairs.

And the proposal mentioned last week keeps getting more complex as the deadline keeps getting pushed back. Don't give me more time, I just want the damned thing out the door.

Yes, I wielded that thing seen in the picture for a few minutes as ideas filled my tiny little brain, and not to shave off the facial hair. For those who said my scowling pictures made them shudder to think what I looked like when I was not happy, well here you go! And then I took a deep breath and focused my thoughts on fawns grazing in an April meadow. Positive thoughts, positive thoughts...