Monday, April 5, 2010
I've gone from knowing my job backwards and forwards to going in an hour early and staying two hours late to learn and keep halfway current. By the time I get home, I'm not worth much. I'm done. I'm tired. I have a thousand things to say and absolutely no energy to say them.
Tell me a bedtime story. Or better yet....offer to guest blog. Hell, just take over. Jay, SkyDad, Dana?
I am so grateful to be employed. I just hate not knowing what I'm doing.