My teflon is wearing thin. I joke with April to respray me before any "big" thing or possible uncomfortable situation but lately it has not helped.
My emotional and mental ability to protect myself has diminished away to a very thin layer. A very, very, very thin layer.
About three weeks ago, each day at work became what I dub, "hell," day. Kinda like hell week all high school football players went through each summer, only this lasted for almost two weeks solid. It's dribbled into almost each shift I've worked since then. It sucks. The screaming mimi I am employed by thought it was a good thing he actually managed not to scream at me on the last crazy Friday.
I've tried every angle in order to bring some semblance of harmony into my work life. Those of you who read this know I can get along with just about everyone, it has been rumored I should have gone to work for the UN. I am usually that good at negotiating peace. But not in this situation...NOT. AT. ALL.
Why am I penning this off this morning? Because I am due at work in a half hour. I don't want to go there today, tomorrow, or ever again. Until this week I could still manage to show up with a smile of my face and look forward to the day. For some reason, I just can't sum it up anymore. I feel defeated. It has become personal.
My glass is half full attitude is drained. I have been looking for job possibilities but so far I see a big fat nada on the horizon.
So this morning, I pray for embodiment of Lynda Carter. I just need my damn teflon back, now!!!!
1 comment:
Hang in there Hun...I know it's hard but you are My Lynda Carter!!
xoxox
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