Le Yawn

That's French for yawn, just in case you're not fluent. I happen to be very fluent in adding "le" to many words. For example, Le HowtheheckamIsupposedtostretch$100overthenext7days means I am financially distressed. See, a blog AND a language lesson.

I've been tired all day. You guessed it, stress. I deal with stress better lately but only on the surface. When my head hits the pillow my subconscious takes over and smacks me on the nose with a rolled up newspaper and proceeds to tell me in a sing-songy voice that I suck at stress management and it is, for one, tired of doing all the work. Then I dream...and dream...

and dream.

Type dream enough times and it starts not looking like a word. Go on, try it. Open up Word, or WordPad, or Notebook and type it a few times. Gibberish.

No pills today. I wanted to see how I felt not taking one while at work. Ummm, yeah, let's not do that again. I ranted out loud today. Loud enough that a coworker asked me who I was talking to. Hee! I should have just turned around, twitched, and told her I was conversing with the voices in my head and would she like a juice-box?, but I didn't.

I found out a friend of mine from work was turned down for the position we're all gunning for because she didn't meet the qualifications. She's been there 8 YEARS. I've been there half that amount. What do I have that this woman who's already done that job in an informal capacity doesn't?!?

List of things making me anxious today (Vanna White flourish):

1) This promotion. The whole building is buzzing about interviews. Hopefully management puts us out of our misery soon.

2) My mother-in-law. Dude, call your son and ask HIM how he's doing, don't call me on your way to Safeway every 5 minutes asking for mood updates.

3) My therapist's office. I asked the billing office if I could carry a balance since I couldn't pay them all at once (I only owe them $93.00) and I'm getting statements in the mail every 5 days. Yes, Erika, I am aware I'm carrying a balance. YOU WORK FOR MY THERAPIST, DO YOU REALLY THINK ANOTHER HANDWRITTEN REMINDER IS GOING TO MAKE ME FEEL LESS ANXIOUS?

So that's pretty much it for today, kids. Class le dismissed.