Mental Health day

So here I sit.  I took a mental health day from work because I am just so damn tired of everything I have to do there.  The money is great and all, but I am just plain tired.  Everyone has work to do, and I would never be one to say my job is harder than anyone elses.  I am sure that everyone...with the notable exception of Sabresrule30 works hard all day long and take their jobs seriously (take a breath bro it was a joke).   When I decided to accept the promotion at work and become Supervisor and Cheif imaging tech I knew it was going to be hard, but I knew everyone I was working with so I felt I could handle it.  In the mean time everyone that had worked where I am has since left and I had to recruit a entirly new work force and get the up to speed.  No small task, especially for someone with as short a fuse as I was born with.  My lab is like the friggin United Nations at this point.  My Egyptian tech and my Inian tech don't get along...she's quite and demur and he can be a vicitim of his own societal background where a woman's opinion doesn't count.  This attitude has no place in my workplace.  I respect a person's cultural background as much as I can..but damnit you are in America and this shit will not float.  So tomorrow when I am supposedly rested I get to have my second meeting with him to discuss his "tone"...the joy.

And as far as this mental health day is concerned....phooyye.   I have been up since 6am.  I have gone to Walmart and Target to get soccer supplies because my soon to be step-son is starting his very fist soccer team this coming sunday.   I have peeled paint off our garage for the past 2 hours cause I felt I was being lazy.  I have done three loads of laundry because they were there.   

My fiance' is going with three of her girlfriends to Montreal this weekend to celebrate her one friends Birthday...don't even get me going on this friend of here...been over to this house three times and its like being visited by the local high school drama club.  But, Amy does alot of stuff around this house to take care of me and the boy so the very least I can do is man the helm as "house-bitch" for a few days right?

Now I am going to try and play some damn games before everyone gets home....

wonder if I should make dinner...