I always hope for good things on Mondays cuz I think they get a bad rap sometimes. I'm starting to realize that the bad rap is well-deserved. Work....ah work. It's a tough relationship we have had as of late. I could tell we were in the full moon range on Friday and today's phone calls were not much better. If I had known there would have been so much phone time, I probably would not have taken the job. Now, I'm in a dilemna. I work for a well-known company with great opportunity for growth down the road (if I ever left the state, that is) but do I want to hang onto the job for that possibility one day or do I look for something better now? I suppose it never hurts to look so I should at least keep my eyes open, huh.
The good news was I got to leave early for a dentist appt...was just supposed to be a routine filling. Ha! After the dentist got halfway through, he stated the cavity had made its way to the root and I would be needing a root canal. Just what I was hoping to avoid. Not because they are so terrible but due to my job. See, my wonderful office manager does not let us take an hour or two off when needed; we have to take a half day off whenever we need to leave. That really eats into personal and vacation time when you have lots of doctor/dentist appts. It's just so frustrating since I have my heart set on going home for Christmas and this accident and all these appts are making my trip shorter and shorter.
So, tonight I'm taking it easy since the dental work has given me a raging headache that I can't shake. I'm going to hit the gym again tomorrow and try to get myself back on a schedule again. I'm missing my routines. later gators