I had a really good morning at uni this morning. We had an interesting and productive tutorial. It was really good to work through things in my mind and try to understand the things we’re doing. I was tired and I felt like crap but it was still excellent.
Coming to work sucks! I didn’t get paid this week and I don’t know where the break-down occured, I’ve been on hold on the phone and just discovered that the uni did get my time sheet but I’m not going to get the money for another two weeks. The lab is really dead, hardly anyone does any lab work, Phil is in his office all day, Sean is at the Children’s Hospital and Yvonne is leaving soon.
Someone stole my fork and my mug. I had my mug yesterday so it’s gone in the last 24 hours – I feel sick and I can’t even have a cup of tea (well, I could use another mug in the kitchen but it’s not mine, I don’t know where it’s been and the thought of it makes me just as sick. I feel like such a loser, I put up a sin saying “Give me back my mug and fork!”, it makes me so angry that someone took it though. It’s the second time my fork has gone, first time for my mug.
Dang! I sure hope your day got better.
You sure are having a rough day. I hope it gets better for you.