I reached critical mass yesterday. I couldn't take this group anymore, their shitty network, none of it. I was just done. Showing up late, constantly getting pulled into other meetings, talking over me. Fuck these people. I'm done with them. Thank god today is only a 1/2 day.
The best part of yesterday was around 4 when I went to stand up and my leg gave out on me. Oodles of fun. I had to limp back to the car and drive back to the hotel in pain. Good times.
Add to that B going through her own depressive bout. She wasn't a ball of excitement to deal with last night. It's not her fault. I can't do this many days straight. It's hell on my mental state, her mental state, my physical state, etc. I have to have at least 1-2 days in between.
The only silver lining is how well I have slept here. I love this bed. I love the temperature of the room. Those have been the best things about this week.
Can I go home yet?
Had CPK for dinner. Wanted the leftovers. Now I have dinner for tonight. Yay me.
Home. I go home.
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