Lift and separate

I don't know why I haven't blogged this week. I miss it. But it's just as well - I have nothing to report. Work is draining me. I told someone today that everyone who holds an emotional bank account with me is overdrawn. Seriously. Do not ask me to do one more thing or make one more decision or to even entertain the idea of listening to your sad song and dance. I do not care why you didn't do that thing you said you were gonna do. I do not care how frantic you are when you plant yourself in front of my desk with your hair on fire. You will get nothing from me. Nothing. And I'm about to start charging exorbitant overdraft fees.

I will be in a better mood this weekend, and maybe then I will have something meaningful to say. Stay tuned.

Oh, and in case you thought mine was a desk job...

Looking at this picture makes me cringe...because it looks like pretty soon I'm gonna need a forklift to haul my breasts around. WTH?

Comments

[o-no]

you look mighty serious driving the forklift........

[virginia]

I love that pic. So funny! And I cracked up when I saw the title on this post... I can relate!!

SO happy you got a scallop punch... oh man, you are going to be addicted.

Look for some happy mail either tomorrow or Monday. ;) Your secret sis slacked off towards the end of March, so this package should totally make up for it!

[Marianne]

Driving a forklift!!!! Do your bosses know you can only see out of one eye!!! Geeezzzeee Are there not any hot college guys around there you could hire to do that for you. Thats what I would do!

[Deborah]

I can so relate (to the emotional overload thing, not driving the forklift). There are days when I just want to walk around in a bubble with a sign that says, "do not talk to me; do not look at me."

Hoping that people at work leave you alone today and that you get your mojo back this weekend!