I'm so happy to have made it through this week! I thought my head was going to explode with rage on Tuesday afternoon and for pretty much all of Wednesday. I've managed to bring it down to a simmer and I don't feel quite as sensitive to an imminent eruption. Work has been incredibly depressing and frustrating over the last month. So frustrating that I actually had the urge to get out of my chair in my drab Cube and go for a intense, fast run with the intention of tiring myself out so as to not have the energy to be stressed out. I was so pent up, I wanted to run!
I couldn't believe it! I wanted to run! I haven't felt that way since pretty much the marathon last year! It felt good to want to and not have to for a change. Unfortunately I couldn't leave The Cube, and I had to return to my exploding universe of dunderheads.
Ahh well, I have managed to survive until Friday. I have decided that since I completed all of my tasks well and kept my poise and played nice despite sitting with matches on a gunpowder keg, I am going to walk out of The Cube for lunch and not return until Monday. I rarely feel a sense of satisfaction at work, but when I get on that elevator in about 10 minutes, I'm going to feel incredibly satisfied.
(San Fran Sept. 07, visiting Eamonn's brother)
