Yesterday, Anders took the kids and went over to his friend Mats' house to practice their roast presentation for Mikael & Lene's birthday party on Saturday. I had the house to myself. Nice and quiet. I ate dinner, read more of my book, surfed the web for a bit, looked for articles for the AWC newsletter and then I went to bed...at 8:30 p.m. My brother called then and I talked to him for about an hour which helped cheer me up a bit. I was asleep by 10. Hmmmm...
My boss just scheduled a meeting with me for next week to "discuss work status, work load, working conditions, etc." I have a feeling it's going to take every ounce of self-control I have not to cry at some point because I'm getting way too emotional about this. (another clear sign that this is probably PMS). Every morning I have to drag myself out of bed to go to work. I don't want to go. I don't want to be here. Even my fun projects aren't fun. Everyone is grumpy and depressed and stressed, it's not just me.
I heard back from the company that I sent my resume to: at least 3 more weeks before they'll get back to me about setting a date to meet. sigh
I think I'll need to use Yahoo's new Soul-Search Engine and figure out what to do with myself.