The difference in my mood, and attitude, is so stark compared to when I’m at work and when I’m not.  I spent the entire day at work pissed off.  Like really, really pissed off.  And for no real reason aside from the fact we were busy and I have to be there.  I’m now down to 15 days I need to work before my next break from life and some days (most days when I’m at work) I have to wonder how I’m going to survive those 15 days.  I spent nearly the entire day taking information off of 2 different spreadsheets and then putting it together on a separate one.  It was one of the most vile days I’ve had at work in such a long time.  I couldn’t wait to flee for the day and am seriously considering calling in sick tomorrow.  Unfortunately that would create a lot more work for my coworkers and I actually like most of the ones on my current team so I don’t think I can do that to them.

It’s amazing how quickly my mood improves once I leave that place.  I came home and met up with some friends so we could go see Catherine, this intuitive/psychic we’ve been seeing every so often.  Catherine told me really good things.  She sees me moving to Chicago and thinks that will work out early next year.  She also said I’d meet some special guy not long after moving there.  I stressed the fact I’m going to have to work to prove her wrong – I’m certain I’ll grow old alone.  She assured me that’s not going to happen, but I have my doubts.

I’m so glad tomorrow is Friday.  Sometimes I think there is a level of despair I need to reach each week at work and on these short weeks the universe decides to squash 5 days of despair into the 4 I’m working, but makes it even worse just to balance out the good energy from the day off.  Yep, pretty sure that’s happening.  Hopefully tomorrow will be pretty uneventful.  I definitely can’t handle another day like today and I only have 15 more days to suffer through and then I will be done with that place (hopefully forever).  I just have to make sure I keep the job through those 15 days so my health insurance will pay for another surgery.  Blergh.  I can’t wait to have a nice, relaxing weekend.  It’s going to be wonderful.  Oh, and I’m headed to NYC next Friday and can’t wait for that!  Night.