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flexagonBloody fucking mmmmph....! I survived the week, that is nice. For having a big deadline on Tuesday the workplace is very nicely calm and nonpanicked, too. So I figure okay, I'll go in a little on Sunday for sanity's sake, and relax otherwise, and all will be well.
But, no. Our inconsiderate friends are getting frigging married on Sunday, as I had conveniently managed to forget. So the work bit has to be tomorrow, and my lifting schedule has to switch around again, and I still won't get any time at home. How is this happening? I enjoy being at home. I really do.
After this deadline I must and will make it a priority to walk out of that place at 5:01 PM every day and not look back.
But, no. Our inconsiderate friends are getting frigging married on Sunday, as I had conveniently managed to forget. So the work bit has to be tomorrow, and my lifting schedule has to switch around again, and I still won't get any time at home. How is this happening? I enjoy being at home. I really do.
After this deadline I must and will make it a priority to walk out of that place at 5:01 PM every day and not look back.
