More whining? Maybe.

I read a blog today that frustrates me. I think maybe it’s because it hits a little closer to home than I’d like. I don’t want to outline it here. It’s not worth calling attention to something so small. I mean it has nothing to do with me, right?

Now I’m trying to figure out how I’m getting to work. I usually walk but there’s a thunderstorm in progress. Walking with a big ass umbrella? Sort of turns me into a lightning rod, I think. Master’s apologetic. He’s in a conference call/mandatory meeting and really His hands are tied. I sort of made Him feel guilty and I feel horrible about it. It’s not like He’s sending me out into the storm for no reason except He feels like it. Although, that’s His prerogative as well.

Work is completely draining me. I’ve said that about a hundred times already, but it’s true. The more I try to work it out so that it doesn’t, the more T looks for ways to make things more difficult on me. Today I find out if I can work 6-2 instead of 11-7 on Sundays. Hopefully that will help some. But if T has her way, C will say no. Of course, C made it pretty clear she thinks it’s a good idea.

*sigh* I complain too much. I need to work on that. I need to stop saying “I need to work on that.” Blah…