One of those weeks...

That you don't want to write about as you find yourself completely frustrated by the lack of a server at work (for the second week straight) yet still managed to find enough for you and a bunch of other people to do so that they could get paid (stressful.) You start each day working from home but then end up going in or going in thinking you're not going to do much (because it takes 3 x as long ) but end up staying a whole day anyway. You find yourself emailing board members at midnight and give a crappy presentation when you're cut short and have to run off to yet another meeting. You end up running into the office because you won a big case and it's means great things for people in Washington and the phones are dead that day - you manage to boss around a bunch of people and get the word out but you don't see any credit in the press - from anyone to anyone. Bew.

But at least I have a job to complain about.

*Fezzy ate my felted ladybug this week - one of the partial days I was working from home. Bad Fezzy.