Perfect, Brenda. Though I have yet to see either cat take a swipe at him.

My mouth is still sore from last Wednesday's dental-fest. I am so ready for these stitches to quit being sore.

I'm coming down from a weird adrenaline rush, brought on by my boss suddenly bringing me into the grandboss's office and shutting the door. I had no idea what was coming! Then he started talking about my biggest problem "customer," and I really had a moment of hoping she might be canned, but no. But it's always nice to hear that senior leadership gets what the problem is, they know I'm trying to do my job, etc. Overall a very pleasant time for me! But my heart is still kind of racing.

The talk I need to deliver tomorrow as part of an all-day job interview has only barely reached Hot Mess status. At least I am mostly past the You Can't Edit A Blank Page status?

Also, I have cramps.

Also, I have cramps.

Who's the patron saint/goddess of menopause? I feel like making an offering of thanks.

And I want to change it to meno-done. I don't want it paused, I want it done.

Even if you just want to come over, ring our doorbell, trudge upstairs, watch Winter Soldier while we feed you and hand you cold cocktails and then drive you home.

Hell, I'd love to do that any night regardless of how stressed out I am.

This Monday is approximately 1,000% more Mondayish than most Mondays are.

I got, like, 4 or 5 hours of sleep, so everything is a Struggle.

I also got a new work laptop, so I'm setting it up and trying to remember how to use a Mac.

I'm still waiting for Monday to feel like Monday, other than yesterday was Sunday. With my luck, 5:15 will roll around and I'll have a big "Oh, fuck, no" moment.

a big "Oh, fuck, no" moment.

Welcome to my whole day. I would be drinking already if I didn't have so much work to do.

I have to come up with someone to ask to give my boss feedback on me, and I can't figure out who! The people with whom I both work a lot and am confident would give me a good grade are pretty senior, so probably overwhelmed with reviews themselves. Stupid review season.

You have to ask people to review you/ I'm glad that is not part of our process.

I'm having to constantly check which of the things that urgently need doing CAN be done and it's frying my brain even faster than a typical day. OTOH, that they are not getting done is not, at this point, my fault.

Hm, bimonthly meeting with Sr. Director has been cancelled. I'll try not to take it personally. But if we don't meet again until September I'll be annoyed if she expects us to remember what we talked about in May. That's a long time between meetings.