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8.55pm. Pooped again. Only a couple more hours till Friday’s deadline and my report is far from done. Sigh. Month in month out. I hate these artificial revenue deadlines. Sure, if the client wants something urgent, then you bend over backwards for them, but killing yourself so that revenue will be recognised in a certain month?
Maybe that’s why I’m not manager material.
Wardrobe will be installed this Friday. All major defects have been sorted out too. Water heater up and running (sorry, Al). I should be a happy camper yet all I can think about is Stinky’s pop in hospital and the fact that I can’t even go and offer any support. Sucks I tell ya.
Only getting a dog (Little Jurassic to be precise) will ever make me smile again *hint*.