bad day @ work

I'm having a really bad day. Last night I had some screw-ups at work. I thought I had sorted it all out by the time I went to bed and the plan for today was to forget about the problems from last night and plow ahead. Unfortunately, this was not the case. It turns out that all the work I did last night has to be thrown into the trash. As soon as I came to this realization, I wanted to slip out of my chair onto the carpet, roll into the fetal position, close my eyes and dream that I was out of this stuffy, loud production office and rollarblading to the beach with the sun in my face. It's hard when these things happen because working for myself means that messing up translates into lost time and $MONEY$ both of which I HATE to lose.

I'm in such a terrible mood right now. I think I'll go take a shower and wash my hair. When I’m feeling like this I have to stop myself from hating my customers for making me work so hard. It’s easy to get resentful. That just goes to show how irrational that thought is since it is my beloved customers who make my dream business a reality.

Now, if this next production run goes to shit, I’m really going to scream.

P.S. When you’re having a bad day, you’re really having a bad day. After I finished writing the above blog post, I clicked to publish it and when I went to view the blog my heart stopped and I broke out into a sweat (not an exaggeration). Why? The blog I posted to was my WORK blog. And of all postings, it’s one that’s complaining about work. I frantically clicked around looking for the delete button and immediately after I successfully deleted it, I felt a pang of sadness. I liked that post and I wanted it. Worst of all, I realized that I wasted MORE time since I got nothing out of the time I spent to write it. Kill me now. I vented to my husband and then sat down and wrote it again. That wasn’t so bad. This writing thing really makes me feel better. I don't particularly enjoy writing the same thing twice but it's better than curling up in the fetal position. I’m ready for that shower now…