Friday: Seeing Mike Keneally with Stultz and Deleva, discovering a new bass player who kicks much ass.
Saturday: Some early Christmas shopping, hanging out, watching a cheesy-sappy romance that actually wasn't as painful as I expected it to be.
Sunday: Hanging out, resting. :)
Tuesday: Seeing Alter Bridge in concert (!!!) with batches of cool people.
Today: Finding out that I did, in fact, get a bonus from last quarter, even though I was only there for one month of the quarter. Go, me! Also realizing how lucky I am to have Eric (see below).
Monday/Tuesday: 400+ calls in queue plus lack of sleep led me to take off about an hour early, and to call out on Tuesday for feeling ill.
Tuesday: Had to leave the Alter Bridge concert early due to massive amounts of people and cigarette smoke in a little bitty place.
Monday: Panic attack induced by extreme call volume and stress.
Tuesday: Stressed to the point of being physically ill, thus the calling out. Also, "WTF was that?!" drunk girl who climbed all over me and attempted a groping at the Alter Bridge concert leading to yet another panic attack (well, panic/asthma, practically - I was wheezing pretty hard, too).
Today: Waking up to another panic attack, which Eric helped me through so I could get to work. Not pretty. May have to think about either cutting down to part time, looking for another job, or getting back into talk therapy re: the panic attacks. I'm sick of this crap.
Have been getting a decent amount written every day. I may actually make it this year. In a little while I may post bits and pieces, but not just yet. I'm planning on working on it some more on the Greyhound to Portland on Friday - it's time for some Mom-and-Stephie time.
And thus, the exciting life of the Stephie.