Just getting in my car. Those last two deals were good ones.

ka-ching~!

I couldn't take it any more either

Today was beyond rough. So I called an unlimtedsimian and there was no reply. then right when I was feeling really down and alone and like I'd e better off dead if only I could pass on my responsibilities to reliable people and in danger of bursting into ters in the middle of a crowd for no reaseon evident to an observer............... i got a call back and I felt a whole shitload better just being able to be weak and tell my story and have a little whine. And realise how stupid the whole thing is. My coworker didn't perform as hoped either. And she's young and skinny and gorgeous and unjaded....... and I have to take her home at the end of the day. axctuallly, she took me home tonight -how scary is that?

thanks, IM :)

Are you State Civil Service, by any chance, Infi?

Thoughts from the Army guy: Are there lives at stake? If not, don't worry bout the little stuff. Most of job life is little stuff. I'm the ops guy for a unit rotating into A-stan sometime around August. I go home every day with something left undone, some things get finished, some get worked on, some get round filed, some get blown off on purpose. Maybe there is an art to figuring out what shit can be forgotten about and what needs to worked on and finished.

Very smart very reasonable and very healthy attitude Joe. I love hearing sanity like this anywhere, but it is especially satisfying and comforting hearing it from someone who is protecting me and my family.

Ali posted this on Fb (from Science is Madness) and it seems to fit here:

years ago, when I worked as an adult lit tutor, my manager and friend, Christine, shared a technique she used to stay sane when the pressure started to seep into her homelife. She had a little box, and each evening she thought about the various things that day that were stressful, or incomplete, or badly done and hanging over her. And as she thought through each thing she mentally placed it in the box and then thought about the next one. Once she'd filled the box she didn't allow herself to think about those things. She left them at work in the box in her desk drawer for morning. Anytime after that if she realised her thoughts had turned towards work stuff, she banished those thoughts with the knowledge that they were in a box in her desk.

Worked for her.

Dana, that is close to what worked for me in my first management job.
I had so many things I thought I must keep up with,
that family life really suffered with all the office ruminating I was doing.

Back then there were no computers or emails or smart phones.
But the small pocket dictating gismos were around, and I found that
whenever something popped into my head I could talk into the thing,
and then forget it til the next work day.

My kids had a saying when I went off to a corner to dictate something:
"Dad's talking into his thumb again"

Simple, but it worked, and I started enjoying family life again.

What a great bunch of posts to wake up to! Yes i just got up. Healing saturday: go out for a late breakfast, library, grocery...then home to lounge and read and watch a movie or two.

Thanks for all the kind words and advice! I am slowly gaining perspective. :)

And monster, you're my favorite monster. ;)

You chill out and have a great day, infi!

She's MY favorite Monster, step off. You're playing me too close. ;)

I'm not my favorite monster though :(

I just got into trouble. Again.

That look, that tone: you are failing. You are not committed.

Happy Monday. Thanks for getting all that stuff done Friday.