Time OUT!!!

Okay. I have one of those high-pressure, pounding-in-between-your-temples headaches. Tragically, my headache RX is not here. It's at home. Safely out of reach. Or I'd totally take 10 right now. Gah!

I'm kind of over a few things. Like people who don't understand that "strategy" implies "executional purpose." Like people who don't listen. Like people who think creative problem-solving is about what color fonts they use. SERiously. How much are you paid again?? That's the sucky part of my job. Getting to tell certain people (who don't listen) that their (colored font) approach to business strategy (minus the "execution" components) will not produce the desired results. And then listening to them say they want to proceed anyway.

Coaching up sucks.
AND it makes my head hurt.

I feel like I have 20 things on my desk right now all due in two weeks. (I don't, but it feels that way. I tend to overreact when I get stressed. Those of you unfortunate enough to work or live in close proximity to me are either nodding and rolling your eyes or laughing out loud right now.) Is it possible I'm an alcoholic if I look forward (I mean...look REALLY forward) to my glass of wine after work every night? Sometimes it's 2 or 3 glasses. But mostly just 1 or 2. For real. I'm not exaggerating. That's not a problem, is it? Because honestly, if I didn't have my wine, I think I might just be a basketcase. I love the delicious way it helps me chill out and re-lax! Takes the edge off. Helps me laugh instead of snarl. Jesus liked wine! (Jesus was a cool dude, if you ask me.)

I am wrestling a major decision right now. Probably a decision I won't even need to make. But I'm worried I might have to make it. And I'm worried about which way to go if I do have to make it. Usually, I'm so..."go with your gut." And I do and then I'm over it and fine. But this is--kind of a big deal. Kind of a lot of change, no matter which way I go. And kind of impacts a lot of other people (AND me) in different ways, depending on which path I choose. So in the meantime, while there's no decision to actually make yet, I'm being a dumba** and worrying about it anyway. I'm such a dork.

Okay, I really do need to get back to my work now. My head still hurts. My eyes are dry and scratchy. And I really want my glass of wine. But I have some more to do before I leave for the day. Dear Diary - so glad tomorrow is F.R.I.D.A.Y! *sigh*