Deadlines & Delivery. Distance. Dangit.
You know when it feels like everything is just happening to test your patience?
What I feel like doing: getting one of those hefty punching bags and going to town on it, like the most white trash woman you know.
What I’ll probably do: Nap. For a long time. Productivity can go out the window for all I care right now. I may also go to hot yoga, but that means 14 more dollars that I won’t have to spend at Primark in Ireland.
On the bright-side: the sidewalks in YYC are pretty much snow-less meaning I can dust off the heels/fun shoes soon. Thank. Goodness.
There is a 95% chance one of my brothers/sisters will anonymously comment about how I need to suck it up. But they never spent 2 months working on the most basic websites that still haven’t launched (out of my control) and 4 months away from … someone they care way too much about. And I’m pretty sure they haven’t made near as many expensive mistakes as me!