Today sucked.

I started out tired.

Then got to work at had my boss tell me that I’d pulled product that wasn’t expired. I told him it was, and I’d have to show him what I meant.

I got to the service desk to find a woman who annoys the shit out of me putting up the product I’d taken down (the expired stuff). When I told her it was expired, she told me that the boss said it wasn’t and to put it up. I’d have to talk to him.

Huge attitude.

So, I found him and showed him what I meant about it being expired.

It was.

*sigh*

I CAN read code dates, people.

Anyway…

So I started tired and added grumpy.

Then people wouldn’t leave me alone to un-grumpify.

So I got grumpier.

This is on top of getting the shitty news yesterday about my mom AND not sleeping well.

So I’ve been grumpy and tired all day.

Mostly, I just want to sleep.

But it’s not an option because I have stuff to do tonight.

Shortbread is done. I just need to bake the ginger cookies. Then I can go to bed.

I’m cold and tired and grumpy and I don’t want to!!

I was told (more than once) today that I’m putting too much pressure on myself and that I need a break.

I was told I don’t need to make ALL the cookies.

So, which one don’t I make? (Three were already done.)

The one Mom specifically requested?

Or Dad’s favourite? The only one he REALLY likes?

Yeah.

That’s what I thought.

So, Mom’s request is done. Dad’s is in the fridge, ready for rolling and baking.

Tomorrow will be work, Kate’s parents’, probably my parents’ for a bit (with Grandma and cousins over) and then pie baking.

I did the cranberry sauce last night, so it’s done.

I can’t wait until Boxing Day.

Normally I’m excited for Christmas, but this year, it’s just shitty all around.

Oh, I still have to wrap tomorrow.

*sigh*

Can someone add an extra day between now and Christmas, please?

I’d really appreciate it.

***

I must be really exhausted.

I nearly cried at work today, more than once.

And I did cry tonight.

I hate crying.

I’m just glad it wasn’t sobbing.

AND that it wasn’t at work.

That’s just humiliating…