I'm frustrated with my work today. I have worked crazy hours last week. I came in at 7 a.m. today. And I find that my results are being completely ignored, or glossed over, etc. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but I feel like what I have to say should at least be appreciated a LITTLE since I have worked madly on it for a week and would've had things much more complete if I didn't have a nearly hourly "well, I think its more important to look at it this way" change to what I was doing.

Ok, that's my vent. Rant. Whatever. I really do like being busy like this - and despite the frantic schedule, I really had fun at work last week, I just had a frustrating morning.

In other news: I didn't get nearly enough packing done this weekend (where are Irwin and the Feighs when you need them??? ). But I did make some progress. I ran another 5K (yeah me! that ended on the 50 yard line at the Texans stadium). And I looked for appliances - exciting me. Oh, and I beautified myself (toes and hair) and chatted with Karen.