Today kicked my ass

Ugh. 

I'm tired. 

6:50 - The TV comes on to awake me from my slumber. 

6:59 - I curse, because my cable has been busted for a week, making a very loud BUZZING sound every 8-12 seconds. 

7:01 - I still watch it, because, well, CLASSY. 

7:33 - I eat breakfast, etc, knowing I have to leave "early" for work to ensure I arrive in time for a 9:30 meeting.  (Fuck you, commute.)

7:42 - Hubby goes running downstairs with a garbage bag, trying to catch the garbage truck.  He fails in his mission.  He curses.  I laugh. 

9:24 - I arrive at the meeting, with 3 people emailing me asking what building they are supposed to go to.  And then one gets mad, as if it's my fault.  I complain to my boss.   

9:30 - Someone bitches at me. 

11:00 - I leave the meeting.  My boss buys me an iced coffee.  I add honey.  Yum. 

11:30 - I work hard all afternoon, with too much to do and too little time to do it.  I also look up a clip of Grey's Anatomy.  Someone else bitches at me. 

3:15 - Another meeting sneaks up on me.  It eats up the rest of my day.   

5:00 - My day doesn't end, rather someone else bitches at me.  That's 3 separate people bitching at me.  In one day. 

5:30 - My boss gets stuck on a conference call.  I feel guilty. 

5:40 - I continue to bicker with people until I'm so cranky and exhausted that I rant to multiple bosses and pretty much fall asleep during a conversation. 

6:15 - I leave the office, with no particular idea what exactly caused such a significant level of exhaustion.  I can't quite put my finger on what, if anything, was accomplished.

6:26 - I continue working via blackberry the whole way home. 

7:15 - I arrive home, find that Hubby has finally cleaned out my drain and vacuumed the bedroom (thank you darling), have a calming "don't go crazy" shower, eat a grilled vegy wrap, watch Jimmy Fallon, write a blog, and hopefully go to sleep momentarily. 

The end.