Man, what I day I have had. It started out with me yelling at Sprint on my office phone. My cube walls are only 3ft tall and I am in the middle so I got to share this with my entire group. I felt really bad because I have exploded at work before and I hate it when others explode. So, I swallowed my fear/pride and announced an apology to everyone for being exposed to this. If I could have transfered to a conference room, I would have but I was actually connected to someone and I was getting work done while they kept sticking me on hold. This turned out to be a good idea because my co-workers were rooting for me instead of feeling like they needed to duck. I would like to figure out when this is the right thing to do and how to do it well. I got to entertain them on the trials and tribulations of dealing with “customer support.” I will go into more fun in my next post.

Then, it is really busy and I need to spend every moment doing what I am paid to do. This is fair but I really start to wig out when it starts to pile up. I can multitask really well but only to a certain limit. I had 13 things on my plate today and I had to figure out which had priority, what deadlines, what could wait, needed what information. This was constantly changing through out the day. 6 things? Not a problem. 13? I start getting tunnel vision and only want to work on what is in front of me at this moment.

Add to this the stress of planning an excursion to check out labyrinths in the North Bay. I am amazed by how hard this has turned out to be. The research, contacting people, coordinating locations and times. Keeping everyone who has expressed an interest informed. The level this is at is what a guidebook would come out of. It is almost a school project level. It will be interesting to see how much actually comes of this, what I produce for information for others and if I do this again. I still have the East Bay and South Bay to Explore as well as personal trips around Berkeley and SF.

I have issues I have to resolve with my dad that I have been prepared to do since Thursday but my phone is dead so I can’t call him. I have other issues relating to an old relationship that have been eating at me, causing pain that I feel I can deal with until after I deal with my dad so that continues. I have promised I wouldn’t try to call my dad until next week, so maybe the universe will let my phone be working when I get home. I was suppose to get a call when the tech closed the ticket but I haven’t heard anything. I was suppose to get a call from the supervisor I spoke with and I haven’t heard anything. I am not a happy camper.

But I did not explode.