Yep, that's the clock on my stove. And it's 9:25 pm. Why blog about that? What's so significant about that? Well, it happened to strike me as i wearily trudged into my kitchen after being at work 2 hours overtime that it was maybe time to have some dinner. I can probably honestly say that i have rarely had such a busy and crazy day that taxed my brain to the max and made me feel desparate that i would ever ever get my work done. The wheels fell off the cart for sure that day. And i don't want to repeat that ever again. That feeling of desparation that nothing was going right and the work was piled up so high that i couldn't see my way over it... let's just say i don't like crying at work but it happened... End of the story - supper, hugs from dear Dad who picked up his weary daughter from work like the loving man that he is and to bed... things have got to look better in the morning!
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