Remember when I said work would be better this week? Because it was so bad last week that this week just had to be better? I was wrong. Still bad, still too many hours at it. Things just keep going wrong, and it’s my job to keep trying to fix them. It’s exhausting and stressful, and I don’t want to do it anymore, but it’s taking up more and more of my day (my night, too – I’ll be testing an upgrade after 10pm tonight).
I’m going to read. I don’t want to think about it anymore.