This was an especially frustrating week at work. I believe I told my boss as I left yesterday, "If you're lucky, you'll see me on Monday."
It was really just failure after failure, due to circumstances beyond my control, and then the necessity of having to play "The Game". I hate political bullshit, whether it's on the national scale, or at my small company, so that had me frustrated. I sent an email to the VP of Sales who I work with on sales support and installs, and about 1/3 of the way through, my email turned "blue" and I stopped capitalizing and punctuating properly or consistently.
So rough, in fact, that last night, it was just me and my 5 year old daughter at home. SWMBO was playing Bunco, and the boy was having a sleepover at a buddy's house. We played some Disney Princesses on the Wii, ate junk food, then went up to the master bedroom and watched Willow. I had a glass of wine while we were playing Wii, and poured another before we went upstairs, but only had a sip from it before we both fell asleep. Next thing I knew, it was 0200, my wife was in bed next to me, I was still on top of the covers with my sweatshirt on, and had just had a dream about... work.
I can say, however, that the dream wasn't a bad one... I was configuring an elaborate voice network, and everything was working, but still. It was a dream about work. This morning, I woke up once around 0800, another dream about work, then when I finally got up at 0845, another dream about work (or it could've been a continuation of the previous one, there's no real way of knowing).
I hope that the rest of the weekend, I can avoid getting called, paged, emailed with work related stuff, but we'll see. If I do, I'll take care of it. Now I'm going to watch the girl play Princesses, and finish my coffee.