An Awful Day

It started out pretty crummy. Got up late. Had to iron my clothes. Almost forgot my breakfast. Feeling like I've got so much to do and so little time. I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off. I've been so busy with the Christmas season: gift buying, candy making, decorating, and trying to find an outfit for the work Christmas party on Friday. Not only all of that, but I'm still trying to finish thank you cards for the memorial service. As well as try to lead a normal life with day-to-day activities like grocery shopping, keeping the house clean, and a cat. And work - it's been my busiest week and I've NOT been productive whatsoever this week.

And I walk into the office and explain to V. that TODAY is not a good day. I'm running around like an idiot, and it's careening out of control. And he looks at me and says that explains my e-mail this morning. Our policy at work is to enter our time daily. We have a one day grace period to enter the previous day's time. And let me just tell you that I almost NEVER miss a time entry. And I'm responsible for it! I ensure that everyone's time in the company is entered. I've only failed to enter my time only 2 times since I've started working there in Feb 2001. I take it seriously.

So when I realize that I failed to enter my time for Tuesday, this act in itself explains fully how I've been doing. Not so good. Seen better days. Still spaced out and out of sorts.