AAAAAAAAAAACK!

Okay, getting this out of my system, because I REALLY REALLY want to vent, but I also don't want to get Dooce'd. Luckily, most of my coworkers don't know the meaning of "blog," let alone actually read any.

Let's just say I suspect a couple of people of trying to sabotage me at work. They have personal interests in me not succeeding, because it might, potentially, affect them. (For Mom and Dad--I feel like I'm working with Cokie.) Before anyone asks: YES, I am writing all of this down, just not online. YES, I am making sure people are informed about this. NO, I'm not just jumping over these people's heads, but rather going to an equal of these people and "asking advice" with reasonable hope that the message will move up from there.

I'm also taking nice relaxing baths, nice relaxing naps....and my Prozac. No migraines yet, but I'm prepared for when they come (I don't think it's going to be "if").

Forgotten Joys

I went to a training class for work today (day 1 of 3), and found something from my childhood. Of course, as with so many of these things, we wrote of big pages of flipcharts and all that fun stuff. But the cool thing was:

WE HAD SMELLY MARKERS!!!!

That's what we always called them when I was in grade school, anyway. They were color-coded, scented markers. Red (cherry) is still my favorite, and keep the black (licorice) away from me.

Just thought I'd share.

Reviving

I'm back from vacation now, in fact, I've been "back" for two days, but it's really only now sinking in how much I needed that break. We flew up to NY to visit Andy and Pamela and had a wonderful time (and much Ben & Jerry's ice cream). I believe the Cherry Garcia milkshake may be one of the greatest creations ever. I saw my first horse race (and second, and third). It was a good time, and I feel on a more even keel for having had the break.