that's all i am.
work is doing me in. i thought i had caught up...but today as i left, i counted the red files at my desk (red = individual returns) and stared blankly at the blue files (entities) and they just stared back at me.
glaring at me, with yellow sticky notes: where's this? what's that? look at me!
have i worked the amount of hours this week that i worked three or four years ago? no. probably will only work like 55+. i probably used to work 70+ this week. i feel like its twice as hard now than it was then...i need to come home and exercise, but i come home and am tired and hungry. i walked last night for 10 minutes on the treadmill and was totally pooped afterwards. yes, pooped.
we can't find Nathan's hat..and I am wondering if it got left at daycare. In addition, Gus is here, and Chris didn't let the cats out. poor kitties. i hope Roary doesn't get ticked and pee on the carpet again. i hope chris has thought about that as he locked the kitties downstairs. i wonder if he gave them au jus.
other thoughts: my dad turns the t.v. up way too loud, it gives me a headache. the old peter cottontail show with Danny Kaye in it is odd. tomorrow is my day home with nathan, but i am going to work in the morning and chris is going in the afternoon. it's a long day already. i need to nap more. i need to exercise more. i need to clean more. i need to drink more water. i keep forgetting this week. not good.
but donuts are good. yes. talked with my friend last night too for 104 minutes. i was wondering why my neck was getting sore. it was fun. i miss her.