I'm in a "blogging funk." I have literally nothing interesting or entertaining to say. I am just way too tired. I am not sure what this sudden onset fatigue is about, but i have self diagnosed myself with mono. I am normally a 6 hours of sleep a night girl (if i'm lucky) But all of a sudden 8 and 9 hours feels like it isn't nearly enough. I am deeply concerned that i might fall asleep at my desk at work today, which is just very unprofessional- especially considering how much i need to be doing.
I still have first world problems....oh so many, but i am struggling to see the humor in them. I burnt my toast this morning, and i was deeply saddened - beyond words.
Waffles bit me yesterday in attempt to steal my soup. She doesn't even like soup. What a bitch.
And finally i find myself overly-jealous of this kid.
I kind of wish that i lived in the woods right now, where there is no traffic. Or status meetings. Or time sheets. Or printers. Lucky bastard.
See? Don't you worry about me. I will always have problems. But i am having one of those weeks where i feel super overwhelmed and the blog is suffering. It's always the first to go. The worst part about being overwhelmed is work - i actually do have to finish projects, but rather then fill out my time sheets (like i should have done) My coworker and i wasted a bunch of time making this:
The chart doesn't even make sense! What is wrong with me?? Why did we just waste all these pencils??? WILL I EVER GET OUT OF THIS BLUNK AND FIGURE OUT A WAY TO PRETEND THAT I AM ENTERTAINING AGAIN???? Tune in tomorrow, i guess.