I have to wonder if it's a coincidence that as soon as I start a blog about happy shit happening every day, unhappy shit happens. This has seriously been the worst week I've had in awhile. This morning I overslept by like 90 minutes. I texted one of my colleagues to let her know, and she let our boss know. I arrived at work an hour late, just in time for a meeting, which sucked. I ended up getting a nasty email in the afternoon from the pseudo-boss. The management in this office treats me like I'm a fucking retard. I'm not used to that. When I worked in the Carolina office, everyone was fantastic, respectful, and joys to work with. Working for these people has been excruciating. I will say, however, it's really made me appreciate the awesome people I've worked for and with in the other four years I've been with the company.
So what's the daily happy? That I'm not taking this lying down. I set up a meeting with the Senior VP of Sales, whom I work closely with and totally adore. I'm going to discuss transferring my role to report to her. I think it's a great idea with a relatively decent chance at happening. We shall see.
Tomorrow I'm going to the ob/gyn to have frozen metal objects crammed into my vagina, and my breasts groped by a strange woman. I couldn't get an appointment with a male physician, which is absolutely my preference. Then doing a bit of birthday shopping for my mom, and then in the afternoon making the hour-long trek to my new therapist's office. Lee is coming with me. It will be my first ever therapy session with a BDSM-friendly-and-familiar doctor. I'm looking forward to figuring out what the fuck is wrong with me, and getting it fixed. The current combination of meds does work, but it's so fragile that missing one day sends me into a downward spiral of dysfunction. Since I'm on the max dosage already, I think it's time for a change, 15 years later.
Circumstantially, I have everything I could ask for. I own my own home, I have two wonderful little bundles of joy and shit, I have great friends, I have an awesome family, I really do have a great job, I make good money, I have the D/s relationship I've only ever dreamed of, yet I'm so easily crushed, disappointed, and let down. I'm so freaking insecure that it makes even me sick. The hypnosis was helping a great deal as far as insecurities go, and unhappiness, and discontentment. It's been over a week since she performed it on me, and the effects seem to be long gone.
Anyway. Oh, right. The happy for today. I hung out with my friends again tonight, we made burgers, and they made popcorn. We watched UP. Well, they watched UP, and I worked on some other things. I was there in body though.
Good night friends.
So what's the daily happy? That I'm not taking this lying down. I set up a meeting with the Senior VP of Sales, whom I work closely with and totally adore. I'm going to discuss transferring my role to report to her. I think it's a great idea with a relatively decent chance at happening. We shall see.
Tomorrow I'm going to the ob/gyn to have frozen metal objects crammed into my vagina, and my breasts groped by a strange woman. I couldn't get an appointment with a male physician, which is absolutely my preference. Then doing a bit of birthday shopping for my mom, and then in the afternoon making the hour-long trek to my new therapist's office. Lee is coming with me. It will be my first ever therapy session with a BDSM-friendly-and-familiar doctor. I'm looking forward to figuring out what the fuck is wrong with me, and getting it fixed. The current combination of meds does work, but it's so fragile that missing one day sends me into a downward spiral of dysfunction. Since I'm on the max dosage already, I think it's time for a change, 15 years later.
Circumstantially, I have everything I could ask for. I own my own home, I have two wonderful little bundles of joy and shit, I have great friends, I have an awesome family, I really do have a great job, I make good money, I have the D/s relationship I've only ever dreamed of, yet I'm so easily crushed, disappointed, and let down. I'm so freaking insecure that it makes even me sick. The hypnosis was helping a great deal as far as insecurities go, and unhappiness, and discontentment. It's been over a week since she performed it on me, and the effects seem to be long gone.
Anyway. Oh, right. The happy for today. I hung out with my friends again tonight, we made burgers, and they made popcorn. We watched UP. Well, they watched UP, and I worked on some other things. I was there in body though.
Good night friends.
