Confessions of a Fugitive Mind

Better

I'm feeling a little more in control today. I don't want to blame my hormones, but they really do make things more complicated. At this point my goal is to make it through an entire day without crying. So far, so good.
Part of that control stems from some changes at work. Instead of being pulled in two very opposing directions, I'm back on one track. With more support from management, which is key. Up until now, I've been asked to do enough work to look like three full-time people for one project and at least one for another, while being accountable for it all. Now, with a little help, I'm only two people. Someday, I would like to be responsible for the work of just one person.
I've made it to the gym for three days now and I'm on my way again tonight. And although I'm practically counting down the hours until I can go home for the weekend, I will probably go tomorrow night too. It's one thing that feels good no matter how crappy my day has been.
The river of ideas flowing through my head never seems to stop. I have a bunch of ideas for cute Valentine's cards but I haven't been able to collect them and then focus on creating them. But that's what weekends are for.

Posted by criminal at January 31, 2008 6:11 PM