I was going to do a post called FML today. But part of why that was valid, made it less so by the time I got home, so I didn't.
So, I have a black sweater... Or better put, I HAD a black sweater. I wear it a lot, because it's cold where I work. And it's a black sweater so it goes with everything. Just a cute little top layer. Anyway, I wore it yesterday. And I took it off when I was leaving work because it was warmer outside and I was going to the chiropractor. And somewhere between work, the chiropractor and home the sweater has disappeared. Literally. It's nowhere to be found. It didn't go into the Chiro office with me, as far as I know. So that leaves the car. And it's not in the car. And it's not home. And it's not at work.
Anyway, my day totally sucked at work, and I decided that I really needed to have a little black sweater and a couple of places have some kick-ass sales so I might be able to find a replacement relatively cheaply. And so a little retail therapy. The problem is that my job causes me to need the retail therapy, but doesn't really pay me enough to support the need for retail therapy. That sucks!!! And so, instead I end up eating and totally sabotaging any weight loss effort I've been putting in.
And now, I've talked myself back into the FML stage. So to continue the venting. This entire week I've been gradually receiving all the little jobs that used to be my coworkers... so I am officially doing a job and a half, and still not being paid enough to equate one of them. And my boss fluctuates between talking about how busy we are and they may not let her replace my former coworker, and continuing to add new programs and things that take up even more time... And I can't even continue because it makes me angry.