I just need to vent a little. I think this is just a side effect of PMS, so don't take it seriously.
Work. I like my job, but there are a couple of irritation factors I could live without. One of them is the "lady" who keeps dumping a certain high profile daily report in my lap at the last minute. Supposedly she has had health issues, so I'm supposed to be all sympathetic. While I don't wish ill health on anyone, I still don't understand why she has all her numerous doctor appts in the middle of the day. When I had my broken knee I took off two weeks and came back to work on crutches. I scheduled my physical therapy around my work. I don't see why one admin gets coddled and the other is held to some high work ethic. It looks like I may have this woman's report to do for the next week. She didn't even have the courtesy to ask me herself but asked another Admin to tell me that she might be out for a while. I really don't need the extra work and undoubtably no one will acknowledge that I did extra.
I'm tired of trying to reign in my creative side. I know life doesn't exactly reward my eccentric brain. Well, mine or any other creatively motivated thinker. It just seems like I'm forced to fit into the logical and rational mold that society approves of. All my decisions need to be based that way in order for me to have even mediocre success. It's wearing me down. I need something or someone to see and accept my illogical side for what it is and actually like it. I already like it, but it's not enough. This part of my rant is really not well thought out and ..... I don't care!
I'm tired of my loud neighbors. I think I've developed a reputation as the bitchy woman in apartment A. I think the parents of those loud kids probably think I'm being unreasonable. I wish I cared what they thought of me. I really don't. I'd be happy for them to move or me. Of course I'm not going to go to the manager. All he can do is tell them to be quiet, but I doubt that will accomplish much. I think it's time for me to consider a noise machine or something so that I don't lose more sanity or sleep over it.
Okay, that's leaking enough crazy for now.
Oh noisy neighbors, no fun having them. I wish I knew an answer to what you could do about them. It's also not nice having to fit in to a mold and be just like all others, not being able to nurture ones creative side. And that woman. I just don't understand how some people can get away with everything when others are not allowed anything. Too much of such people. Hope things will turn better for you and very soon.