Things I overheard while talking to myself

Seriously, can Tuesday get here already? I think everything from the past month has just caught up with them, culminating in me just now deciding to leave the Rainbow Meeting before I said or did something stupid and lashed out at people.

But something upstairs did decide to give me a break after I had a scare this morning with my computer, since the Microsoft update had moved all of my stuff again and made it so I couldn't get at my email (it put it back when I restarted it, save for the music, which I have to restore manually) and the Hate Crime Awareness Day has gone pretty well, barring one fuck-up we had where the cleaning staff took down our display by accident in the Sawyer building due a miscommunication (on whose end I don't know).

More on our day later once I get some other stuff *sigh* done.

I think the phrase SNAFU just about describes today at work. I went in for what was supposed to be four hours to work on the Laser Wash (aka The Brat because of it's tendency to break at the worst moments) but a series of things made it so I barely got to touch the thing. I'll just summarize quick in 3 points since I'm tired.

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What this amounted to was that I was the only person left, meaning that besides the Laser Wash I had to deal with the regular wash too. Seeing the futility of trying to split my time I just stuck to our main one and decided that The Brat will just have to wait another day to get greased. *sigh* I met with Mom after that, since I had an odd craving for grilled cheese, and have spent the rest of the day relaxing Jesse-cat style.

The one good thing to come out of it was that Jon turned to me as we were dragging stuff up out of the basement and asked how long I'd been there. I replied since the May of '06, and then he said that he's going to look into getting me up for review for a raise. I acted graciously, but I'll admit I was thinking About fucking time! It is nice to know I'm appreciated, though, and Jon usually does make every effort to help me. The Universe did seem to want to make it up to me when I got tipped 4 bucks (off setting the cost of a breakfast sandwich and coffee I scarfed down to keep me going) and hopefully some long-term good will come out of this.

Still... *collapses* I'm quite tired from it all.

Seasonal Affective Disorder? What Seasonal Affective Disorder? *is hit by truck labeled SAD*

Oh. That. Yeah. Probably has something to do with the anxiety dreams I've been having and the insomnia I've been bitching about for days. Now why the fuck didn't that occur to me until my mom brought it up? *duh* But really, here I've been trying to avoid ingesting caffeine and it never occurred to me that it might be the natural light messing me up. This is actually the first time in almost a week I've been awake before 10:30 in the morning, and not because I was choosing to sleep in during that time. I practically had to force myself to wake up this morning.

It's also probably partly due to my new schedule, which doesn't have me waking up at 6 in the morning 5 days a week. It'll probably be waking up at 5:30 in the morning some days for work and 7:30-8 ish on the two days I'm in Greenfield.

I'm also starting to remember why it is I don't like going back to school, and it's not purely because of the back to school part. The changing light doesn't help my mood. I wish my brain wasn't simultaneously so sensitive to this stuff and unable to put two and two together and figure out what's going on. *headdesk*

Now I have to go phone my grandmother again and tell her that I can't make it to go back to school shopping since the new girl at work is an idiot and got herself fired after three days (mainly by not showing up), so they need me to take her shift since I'm the only one who doesn't have school today. *mrph*