Fog lifting

Today is better than yesterday. I still feel the remains of depression, but I am able to keep it at bay most of the time.

The day started out with a co-worker, Jeanie not speaking to me. I guessed either she was upset with me or she stressed out with taking care of her kids while her husband is in Iraq. I tried not to let it bother me. If Mr. Darcy was anywhere but with me I would be upset. If there was a daily chance of him dying-well what a state I would be in. Unbelievably, enough the big boss and co-big boss improved my mood. The big boss told me what a great job I was doing and how he appreciated everything I did. I was surprised to say the least. So I'm torn between loyalty to co-workers who act like they hate my guts and a person who at times can be maddening yet praises me.

What a quandary! Luckily, I don't have to think about them for the next two days. The weekend is here and I plan on enjoying it. Yet with my life filled with a crap job, there is an insane amount of pressure to have fun.

Well, it's time to go home (yes, I'm blogging at work, anything to make the day go by faster). Here's wishing for a great weekend! Hope you all have one too!