I've had a crappy weekend. Too much to do, not enough hours. Broken parts on the car and car salesmen that don't show up. Every time I tried to take time for myself, something interefered, including no soap in the shower when I tried to shower six long hours after my morning workout. Six hours after the workout - because that's when I had time to shower.
I'm tired and I'm frustrated and I'm fed up. I want another life, please.
But not right away, because I haven't looked at the work I brought home with me on Friday. Which means that I'm starting another work week horribly behind and I don't even mind. Anything to escape the frustration of the last two days.
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