Today has given me a case of the Mondays.
- Someone (I'm not naming names, but I'm pretty sure it is someone several pay grades higher than me), effed up and sent in the wrong start date to the newspaper for Summer Reading. So now we have to start on Friday rather than next Monday.
- I'm working the evening shift (normal for Mondays) and all our normal creeps are here - the guy who was arrested for sexual assault of a minor, the creepy guy who stares all the women who work at the desk down and is constantly asking our names, and the guy who smells so bad I can't be within 5 feet of him without dry heaving.
- I had to drop my car off to get the rust taken care of (new used car purchase for me last month and this repair was included) and I hate the loaner they gave me. It's a sweet little sports car for some people, but it makes my back hurt. I miss my Scion XB and my seats ability to sit up straight.
- My FI has been sleeping really restlessly lately - doesn't bother him any but I haven't been getting any sleep. He may be moving his butt to the guest room (aka his man cave) soon.
The only thing that made this day better was when I was putting together a report for a meeting tomorrow and I was able to use the acronym TPS several times.