Rant Rant Rant

Have I said that this working from home thing sucks! And not because of Aixah because she has been a doll.
Let me just begin by saying that I didn't have breakfast until 1:45 PM. Those who know me know that I take my breakfast (and lunch and dinner) very seriously. But there was just no time to take a break --not even a potty break--from all the e-mail exchanges and work distribution. Our deadlines are irrational and all Bossman can say is, "well, I guess we'll have to do it." By "we'll have to do" he means everyone else working around the clock and through the weekend. Not him. In fact, he's out having drinks at this very moment. Everyone who had the opportunity to go into the new office was there--cuz I could (unfortunately) hear them while speaking to Bossman on the phone--and they were having a party. And I'm stuck here with a sheep-load of work. I'm really upset.

And before then I had called to ask Bossman if I could meet him later today to pick up my paycheck (I don't have direct deposit). He says, 'do you need it today?' Um...HELLO...if I'm calling it's cuz I need it, right? Who doesn't want to get their money by the weekend (...it's not like I need it to go shopping I need it to pay my bills).

Anyway, I'm so put off by this whole situation. And I feel guilty for not paying any attention to my daughter. I'd prefer if she were with the sitter or with my mother, at least then I'd know that she was getting sufficient amount of attention. All I'm doing is saying No and don't do that, don't do this...nag nag nag