Last week sucked. It just sucked.
I've got alot on my plate, work wise, and I'm treading water as best I can. It's a constant struggle for me - juggling my father's expectations (did I mention I work for my family's business?), my own expectations, my job requirements and all the other stuff I'm expected to do to help our business work and grow. I love what I do and I'm happy and I'm challenged and I'm motivated but time management is a HUGE challenge for me.
So when my personal life gets in the way like it did last week... well, I just want to throw up my hands and say F&(K IT!!!
Here's the short version of what happened:
1. The DLS and I broke up (AGAIN)
2. Huge fight with my sister
3. Getting Financing for house seems to be an insurmountable and ridiculously involved problem
4. Merrie, my sister's kittycat, living with me, died
Honestly, who wants the long version of all these problems? I certainly don't want to relive last week. Already, I feel like I'm living in a country/western song. (And I like country music!).
I was so overwhelmed and so stretched trying to deal with all of this - in a meeting last Friday afternoon, a friend who I'm trying to do a project with, told me that I sounded stressed. I was and I am. That's why I haven't been around very much - this is just another obligation and I don't want this to be another item on my "to do" list. I like my blog, I like getting my thoughts organized and out of my head, and I don't want to consider it an obligation. I'll get it back under control but until then, ya'll just bear with me.
Reminds me of when Andy is told, "Tell me when your personal life is shot to hell, then you deserve a promotion" in The Devil Wears Prada. Well, I'm there, so where is my raise?
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