Day 102 - Whelp, That's That

Here it is, the end of Monday, and we're not done. We WOULD be done, IF my boss had pulled her weight like she said she was going to. I'm like two or three hours away from being finished. So yeah, her doing her part would have really helped.

I had planned to take today off, since I foolishly assumed that both I and my boss would be working on Sunday and it would be finished then. So when it became clear that yes, I'd be STILL working on this today, I decided fine, I'll just take tomorrow off.

Today when it came down the wire and it still wasn't going to be finished, I said, you know, I'm not coming in tomorrow. My boss looked at me with this wide eyed panicked expression. YOU MEAN IT'S NOT GOING TO BE FINISHED TOMORROW?!?!???!

Uh. Yeah. LIKE IT'S MY FAULT IT'S NOT FINISHED?!??!?!

Instead of saying what I really thought, I said, fine, I'll come in to finish this off and then I'm going home. I'm not staying to do anything else, you understand that, right? I was probably a wee bit over the line to rude but, I think I'm allowed all things considered.

Man, poor Logan is getting a workout. And I'm running out of adjectives for angry :D

Day 102 - Weird Dreams

Last night I dreamed one of the kids from cubs was turned into a puddle of blood. The puddle had a face and was quite cheerful considering its state. Then somehow I got the blood all over my hands but it was still sentient and I remember thinking I must never wash my hands. Then time passed and I guess I forgot because I wiped my hands and killed the boy. I woke up all panicked. I had an overwhelming urge to call the family just to make sure something horrible hadn't happened.