So February is done. The Olympics are over.
It’s only the second day of March, and I already feel like I need a nap.
I’m still recovering from the last month …
Trying to find a new real estate agent, which took a bit longer than expected.
Dealing with work, which seems to be increasing its workload (and decreasing my nightly sleep) with each passing weekend.
Combined with an e-mail my boss sent out last week, detailing a new opportunity in store for me. Which would be great, except I’m kinda already doing it. (Oh, and he never actually told OR e-mailed me. A colleague of mine just happened to send me a note with her congratulations, not knowing I wasn’t ever informed.)
And I’m still trying to figure out if I can make something happen on my own terms for the summer … or if I should just be resigned to being chained to my current post?
On top of which, the bosses are under pressure from on high to get everyone to use up their remaining vacation time before month’s end. Good for me in a couple of weeks’ time. But it could prove absolutely nuts as my office becomes a virtual ghost town at different points throughout the month.
And all I really want is to get through this month a little more positive, a little more confident, and a little less frustrated – without the Ides of March giving me a sound smack upside my head.
Oh yeah – and it’s still winter.
Here’s to hopin’ for the best and not getting the worst …