five thousand shades of blue
Thursday, December 28, 2000
Rant and curse mode -- Calgon, take me away!Generally hating life today. I've got a headache that won't go away. I'm so stressed and overworked it's not funny. I feel most of the time like I'm being pulled in a half a dozen directions at once. I feel like people around me expect to know everything and handle everything and GOD, I can't describe to you how much pressure that puts on me.
I take care of a lot of the cafe business (the checkbook, a goddamn lot of the errands, a lot of the technical busywork (the easier stuff that I can handle)). I take care of my own client websites. I take care of running the household (for the most part -- checkbook, bills, keeping the shelves and the fridge stocked). This may not seem like a lot, but it is. I feel like it occupies my life, day in and day out. I feel damn lucky to get a half-hour to watch my favourite show or to take a nap, and even then I feel guilty.
It's times like this I wish I could call in and take a personal day (stay in bed til 1 and watch TV til 5). Ha ha ha ha. And people say owning your own business sets you free. What a laugh.
Anyway.
Regarding my ring turning up, it's downright odd. It had been missing for at least 2 or 3 months. Andra says she checked that jar just last week for quarters,
dumping the whole thing out onto the table and putting it back, and didn't see my ring. The ring was sitting on top of the coins when I looked in there yesterday for dimes. Unless Jen put it in there (why she'd do that is beyond me -- if she found it she'd just give it to me, right?), I have no logical explanation for how it got in there. Maybe it's the pookahs.
is
this just not enough…?
