First off, let me just say that I really, truly love my job, and I’m incredibly thankful for it. It’s incredibly interesting, and even kind of fun. I like the people I work with, and usually the atmosphere is pretty calm. Today, however, was a different story.
My supervisor ended up getting upset (rightly so, although I wish she’d not taken it out on them in the room) at a couple of my co-workers because they were having a gab fest and the work was piling up. It was just a little tense in the room after that, for the remainder of the day. Even though I’ve grown a spine, I still desire my surroundings to be peaceful. Of course, it didn’t help that I forgot to take my meds today, so my brain was in a fog anyway. (It’s weird what happens when I’m off my meds, I don’t notice them making a difference so much when I’m on them, but when I forget a dose, I end up feeling like I’m lost and sleepy).
I’ve made it through the first four Percy Jackson books, and I’m having a terrible time convincing myself to wait for my break time tomorrow to start the next one.