Went out to a lunch with Craig (boss), Matt (network admin) and Mitch (wireless installer/sales) from about 12:45pm until 4:15pm. That's right, folks, over three hours. We were having a meeting about advertising for digital phone service and our broadband services. About the only way to get my full attention for something is to take me out of the office. Otherwise, the phones or a customer or something is gonna eat up my time. So long lunch.
It was fun. We had a good time. I ate lunch for once. I have lots of notes on even more things I should be doing for work. But (and here is where
laele75 can be proud of me) when asked if I wanted more responsibilities rather than folding and taking them like a doormat, I said no because I already have more than enough to do. Be proud of me. Usually I would have said yes and then gotten stressed out and burned out because of it.
And, please, anyone worrying about me can stop. I'm fine. I'm high strung. I have a tendency to blow things out of proportion. I get worked up, have mini-panic attacks and cry. A lot. It's okay. I usually just have to get it out and once that happens we're back to an even keel. I'm a Libra. I function on balance. When I get knocked off, it can take me a bit of struggle to get back into it. But thanks for all the love. I don't know what I'd do without you guys.