I have been in such a funk lately. It's all work, but it's spilling over into my life. I spend my time at the office frustrated and/or exhausted. I have been at my current job for 6 years and 4 months. That's roughly 6 years, 3 months and 1 week after the moment I realized that the enviroment is toxic and I needed to plan my escape route. Even with all the insanity, my boss who I answer directly to was a wonderful boss. He has turned into a completely different person I can't stand to be near. I really spend my days resisting the urge to scream and punch. I think I may be possessed by an over-sugared, under-napped three-year-old. I think I may also be fighting control of my body from a pre-teen. I have seriously started putting my thumbs together and pointing my fingers to the sky while saying, "whatever". I realize that this isn't appropropriate behavior. I understand that there are certain folks who think I'm "lucky to have a job". Those folks are idiots.
I am not the kind of person who lets stupid things stick in my head, but here I am annoyed. I'm not sure, but I think that's why my stomach hurts and I can't concentrate and my head hurts and I'm so cranky. It can't possibly be PMS every blessed day for six months solid. I feel overworked and underappreciated and while I recognize that short of starting my own company, I may always feel that way, I plan on feeling that way somewhere else. I have a job interview tomorrow and hopefully a few more soon. I have cleaned up my résumé and and ready to start the next job. Hopefully one that won't leave me frustrated and sleepless.
Is it so much to ask that work stays at work and while at home I get to enjoy the wonderful people in my family? I hope not. If so, I may quit working. I'll be helping the unemployment rate because they're going to need at least two people to replace me.
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