leave work at work

I finally acted on all my frustration with my “coworker.” I am outta there soon enough. Although I am sad to see a lot of the projects I’m working on go out the window, at least until they find someone competent to work on them, I feel so liberated. It is so unfortunate how things are turning out for the program but it’s bureaucracy at its finest.

So I stopped thinking about work once I left but I certainly didn’t leave on time. I screwed up, not realizing how late it was…And here was my husband getting home from being with the girls’ at soccer practice, coming home to darkness and no dinner. Not that is my responsibility for dinner but it certainly should be my turn. He called me thinking that maybe something was wrong and here I was losing track of time.

He ends up picking up some pizza along with an Oregon microbrew and lavender goat cheese.

I have got to get my priorities in order!