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Jan. 7th, 2004 11:52 amow.
i know depression is hitting me hard when i skim a roommate ad for a cheap place in the suburbs and think 'i could move there... save money... and its so far away that i'd never go out and see people again'* *tries to bash head against table*
i don't know how much hormones are playing a part in this, but if i'm not better in a week, someone please remind me to see a doc and get some pills. for all of my hesitations about prescription pills, if st. john's wort isn't doing it, i need something that will because there is no reason for me to be feeling like this
of course, this morning didn't start out in the best way ever.
i slept in a bit, and was doing well until i figured out/received some less then stellar news.
first, i realized that after hyping myself up for yoga tonight, i might not be able to go. i'm pms'ing, remember? so, there's a good chance i'll be bleeding before the day ends, and bleeding + yoga is bad - i've found out the hard way before.
second, my clients are being f*cking dolts.
client 1a - sent near-urgent changes at the end of the day yesterday. today is supposed to be a full day, but, the most vital bits were for when
deirdre can meet with me. so, i decided to make my day easier, and made their changes from home - spending a few hours on them to give myself a chance to sleep in and have a sane day.
the result?
the changes they sent hadn't been approved, and got nixed, so they need to be undone this morning.
client 1b - barely any signs of life from them around the holidays, and they're making up for it now. and most of this is inefficiently organized busywork
client 1c - has goddamnweird issue, and isn't going to be happy when i tell them that we can't figure out why.
client 2 - mostly an annoyance - the project was totally misrepresented at the beginning, they've been a pain in the ass to work with, and today there's an email with the subject line of 'Our first modification'. first my ass - first *this year*, for something that should've been finished up in the beginning of November!
and yeah, i'm sure my mental state is doing nothing to help me keep an even keel.
* no, i'm not considering moving. i know that when i'm sane i love my apartment and its location
i know depression is hitting me hard when i skim a roommate ad for a cheap place in the suburbs and think 'i could move there... save money... and its so far away that i'd never go out and see people again'* *tries to bash head against table*
i don't know how much hormones are playing a part in this, but if i'm not better in a week, someone please remind me to see a doc and get some pills. for all of my hesitations about prescription pills, if st. john's wort isn't doing it, i need something that will because there is no reason for me to be feeling like this
of course, this morning didn't start out in the best way ever.
i slept in a bit, and was doing well until i figured out/received some less then stellar news.
first, i realized that after hyping myself up for yoga tonight, i might not be able to go. i'm pms'ing, remember? so, there's a good chance i'll be bleeding before the day ends, and bleeding + yoga is bad - i've found out the hard way before.
second, my clients are being f*cking dolts.
client 1a - sent near-urgent changes at the end of the day yesterday. today is supposed to be a full day, but, the most vital bits were for when
the result?
the changes they sent hadn't been approved, and got nixed, so they need to be undone this morning.
client 1b - barely any signs of life from them around the holidays, and they're making up for it now. and most of this is inefficiently organized busywork
client 1c - has goddamnweird issue, and isn't going to be happy when i tell them that we can't figure out why.
client 2 - mostly an annoyance - the project was totally misrepresented at the beginning, they've been a pain in the ass to work with, and today there's an email with the subject line of 'Our first modification'. first my ass - first *this year*, for something that should've been finished up in the beginning of November!
and yeah, i'm sure my mental state is doing nothing to help me keep an even keel.
* no, i'm not considering moving. i know that when i'm sane i love my apartment and its location