Not a fan of people today. Nope. Not one bit.

It was a rough weekend. My husband and I had one of those "one fight after another" weekends. I think we came through it alright, but man, when they tell you that having a child changes things, they ain't lying. 98% of what's been changed is for the better, and the last 2% is us having to really redirect ourselves and grow up. Whew. What a process.

But here I am, back at work. It's Monday, and I've been here for about an hour and fifteen minutes. My boss is giving me the cold shoulder (I was about 10 minutes late this morning and missed nothing). The president yelled and cursed at me for something that had nothing to do with me. This other stupid guy starts talking to me while I was on the phone to the pharmacist to refill my script and discuss my daughter's new prescription. I had to release the call to answer his incredibly stupid questions. Then, when I called the pharmacy back, the pharmacist was an asshole to me.

My daughter is 6 months old today. I want to be with her. I want to watch her face light up when Elmo comes on the tv and sings his song. But instead, I have to earn a living and get the benefits of being here everyday. It's not easy. I know most people have it harder than I do. I just wish I still had a friend to call who has been through all of this, but the only friend I had like that turned her back on me. Wow. I just wrote a whole passage about the end of that friendship and then deleted it. I was saying how this did not bother me anymore, and how I had grown used to it. But the tears streaming down my face seem to be saying something much different. Ridiculous. I need to grow up and get over these things. So what? You have a 20 year friendship, you make a mistake and are cast aside. It's 4 months. Whew.

Okay. Enough for now. I'll be back later. Hope your week is starting a little less chaotically!