Today I am getting unreasonably irritated with my customers when they say dumb stuff, which leads me to mention that my vacation is at T -25 and counting.

They took her temperature (totally normal) and interviewed me about her behavior (she’s eating and drinking and eliminating) and poked and prodded her tummy (no pain response) and said she’s fine. If she pukes I’m supposed to bring her in for X-rays, but other than that she’s in fine shape for an old girl.

At work, Bindu produced two more puddles of dog puke that I had to clean up with paper towels while on the phone teching a DSL customer. I poured myself a huge glass of water on the theory that it would help me flush out the stress hormones but I have only managed to drink half of it.

I’m trying to maintain a good attitude but I still expect to get laid off any minute. I applied at the local temp agency a couple of weeks ago, just to feel pro-active about something. They called me last week and said they had absolutely no work.

I assume that people say and do what they want (even though apparently I don’t, myself) and I spend way too much time doing what I think my S.O. wants until one day I wake up and hate his guts because I didn’t get my own needs met.