frustration...

I hate work; it's my own personal hell. I've been counting my screw-ups, and the total for today was 5 or 6 and they weren't even all my fault. Either way, mine or someone else's fault, I'm the one that's going to get blamed. Everyone keeps saying "it's okay" and "it's like that", but that doesn't make it any better.

I missed left Fathers' Day lunch before I could eat anything and missed dinner because of work. To make things EVEN better, my little girl cousins, whom I see maybe once a year and haven't even met the younger one, were at the dinner too.

There's a KDG retreat next Sunday, but I'll be working till 8, so I don't know how the heck I'm going to get to South Lake Tahoe.

I've been wanting this wallet for awhile, but I don't know if I should get it because Anna is going to get it too. I guess I could get a different one, but those are a little more and I don't want the snap closure with it. Yea... I don't know.

I'm getting fat.... I can feel it.

I miss the warm sunshine already. This was only last Thursday.

This weather makes me depressed.

Day camp is coming VERY VERY soon, and we haven't even finished half of the stuff.

I had to sit through my uncle's picture slideshow of his China trip from 2005 & 2006, and they each were around 45 min. The 2nd one was probably longer because we couldn't even finish it. The first one had the same super Chinese instrumental music repeating over and over again because he liked the song... It was pure torture; my brother, cousin, and I were looking at each other like OH MY GOSH. Of all days not to bring a DS... oh man, I wanted to cry.