Holy crap, I woke up at 1:30! One thirty in the blessed am! And I am up for the day...too much pain in my neck to sleep any longer. UGH. This day will be one long sucker. Some of you are just going to bed...I feel like a newborn, with my days and nights all mixed up. Good Heavens. I worked yesterday though, and it was hard on me. I was there until three thirty, and that was too much. When will I be able to work like I used to? I have worked sixty plus hours for years, it is the only life I know. I did get many things caught up and finished, but I wish I could tell you all how messed up my work is. I don't like "living on the edge", just making the deadlines, or in some cases, not making it at all. I am not that kind of person. I am ultra organized, on top of everything...right now, if any of you were to ask me about a vehicle on my lot, I couldn't tell you a thing about it. Hell, I couldn't tell you if it WAS on my lot. How's that for an effective general manager? I have a couple of fairly new employees that have no idea the kind of manager I used to be. They think I just suck in general, and that just really pisses me off. Who's fault would that be? Well my own, of course. I am trying to get back to the old me, but it's sure taking longer than I ever thought it would. Sometimes I think that person is gone forever. :(
I have apparently offended kitty 1 and kitty 2 recently. They seem to want little to do with me now--since I had everyone here over Christmas, and have been going back to work. They don't like crowds of people in the house, and they have been spoiled for so long having me home with them every day...I guess they are holding several things against me. They will have little to do with me now, I find them sleeping upstairs in the guest room or in my bedroom when no one is here. At night, it's any one's guess where they sleep, but it's no longer with me. Cats are funny little shits, I know Kitty 1 is obviously mad at me, I call his name he turns his head the other way, in typical "pissed off cat" fashion. Damned if I know what I did. Hmmmm...I suppose he'll get over it eventually. Kitty 2 is still mad about the pink medicine being shoved down her throat twice a day, but I figure better pissed off than pneumonia, and she'll eventually get that out of her system, and still love me. Who knows? THIS is why I love dogs....
I am hoping I begin to feel better before it's time to go to work. I will not have a very good day if not, and I don't expect it will be a very long day, either. Dammit--when will I be able to hold up my end of the deal? Owner is going to be in Detroit all day today, I really need to be there...This is me, frustrated.
I hope that whatever you all are doing today, that it is a great Thursday for you. I will settle for one that allows me to work for just a few hours. Later.
Okay, so I am working from home today. And that pisses me off. EVERYTHING is pissing me off today...I know, I was told I would have days that seemed like I was going backward, and that this surgery would literally take months to heal, but you know what? I didn't believe it, because I can generally do what I want physically, when I want. Until recently, and frankly--I have had just about enough of this shit. I work a day, I have to take a day at home. Heaven forbid I may shop or cook or clean, holeee shit. I can get up and hobble around again, even walk normally a little, but my legs are shaking uncontrollably, and I won't make it far. Dammit. So here I sit, in front of my computer, working, and yes, I have enough to do, that's the understatment of the year, but I'm in so much pain I had to take pills, and you all know what kind of work pillville produces... And while I'm bitching here, why can't our president say nuclear? Later.