I made and ate paella last night, got my book, and my guitar and realized that I was already so close to falling asleep. I said to my dog, “I can’t make it to guitar tonight.” I started “The Fire Line.” I slept somewhat fitfully for 9-hours.

It’s taken a lot out of me to have an infected tooth. I just thought that I was having some difficulty with a sinus infection until Friday. It has run me down.

Working in one site wherein the boss is toxic takes its toll too. I know that things have shifted a little bit since I documented problems to my manager; however, it’s not fun to be there and she doesn’t listen or really care about suggestions or requests. In the hideous team meeting I explained that because we don’t have clients on that particular team the last hour of the day that should be the time that we meet. She rolled her eyes when I told just her that, and then when I said it in the context of the meeting and explained that if one client had shown, I’d have had to skip her session with the existing standing meeting time, she may have gotten that. I actually don’t care. On the 8th of April, I’ll just send a decline the notice and work with clients during that time. She’s controlling, stubborn and rigid, which makes work difficult even if it’s once a week. Being there makes me feel depleted if I have to interact with her.

We have had to reschedule lots of things because of two random days off, and we don’t have clients Friday through April 2nd. It’s been a lot of Jenga. Juggling isn’t inspiring.

I’m simply worn out and need a whole lot of sleep and nothing. I want to regroup, reflect and move forward. I can’t believe that I’m saying this, but I’m glad that I’m not going to UT with my Aunt next week. And, I’ll complain about it one more time: It’s not normal to get up when it’s still dark!