ok, so i don't want to go to work today, but at least it's friday and i can wear jeans and not care about how i look.
i feel ok this morning. i felt like absolute shit at work yesterday. in the afternoon i was having to deal with this vendor that just couldn't understand some very simple concepts and she kept calling and faxing and i wanted to cry i was so frustrated. after that was done, my shoulders and my lower back were killing me. it felt like someone had taken my back as a punching bag. it was really awful. of course, i did wear heels yesterday- not so tall, only like two inces- but i suppose enough to wreak some havoc with my back. it doesn't hurt so much this morning, though, it's just stiff.
and i was exhausted at work, too. after lunch, at oneish, i could barely move i was so sluggish. i couldn't think, or do anything. i had some candy and the sugar helped, but i was in the same boat every hour after the sugar wore off. it occured to me yesterday that my mom has had chronic fatigue syndrome. i might have it, too. that or depression or something. i've had these awful mood swings lately- i'm used to them at certain times of the month, but that shouldn't be for another week or so. i'm up and down and up and down and i know that when i'm crying, it's for a stupid reason, but then i cry even more because i feel like i'm being so silly. but what can i do? go to a doctor, sure, eventually, after we pay off lance's doctor's bills. after i can find a doctor who has hours that i don't have to take time off of work to see them.
what can i say? i'm a wreck, but nobody knows it because i hide it without even thinking about it. time for work...watch me run.