People frustrate me. A lot.
I am way too responsible for my own good. I arrived at work at 8:30am this morning. This after getting delayed in Houston for hours last night on our way back from Columbus and not getting into bed until a little before 2am. AND, my "foot issues" from wearing the new shoes at the race on Sunday got progressively worse yesterday. It hurt to put a stocking on over the sore while I was getting dressed this morning and I went through several pairs of shoes to find the one that hurt the least. So, not only am I exhausted, but I am also hobbling around. But, I'm here at work, dammit. Just like a good employee and supervisor. And, I'm having to run around behind everyone to clean up their messes (K knows how much I hate that).
So, I'm not having a good day.
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