Hey, we’re all friends here, right? I’m having a little bit of a breakdown. Not a true breakdown, but one of those “being back at work sucks” kind of breakdowns.

It started late yesterday when someone asked me to test Gmail. Somehow, the test account that I created wiped out my personal Gmail account. Additionally, it screwed-up my Google account so I was unable to get into this blog. I’ve no idea how the two are even connected but after pulling out my hair, I think I fixed it.

So today, I was given two more projects to work on. Hey, I’m a multi-tasker from WAY back. No problem, except my desktop continues to lock-up if I have more than a few applications open and with the projects at hand, I have to have several open at once so it’s not going well. Above is a pic of my frozen screen. Nothing is working except my screen capturing software, which is pretty funny if you think about it. I mean, what’s to capture when the screen is frozen?

Additionally, I am really wanting to get back to Twilight. I was in la-la land while reading it and it was a good place to be in. I feel resentful that work is interfering with that. On a happier note, my book group meets tonight so at least I will manage to get some book talk in later today.

Oh, and I almost forgot to explain the title of this post. My daughter doesn’t understand why I have to work so the other day, my husband told her that Mommy works so we can have money to go on vacation. Um, hello… but the money Mommy makes pays for the house you live in, the clothes on your back and oh yeah… the food you put in your mouth but I guess it’s nicer to think that I go to work to pay for vacation. Hmmm.