Hell Week

I am normally a pretty optimistic person but this week has really drained me. I'm mentally and physically exhausted. The little sleep I've gotten this week has affected my work week in a major way. One of my neighbors got some DJ equipment for Christmas so now I'm forced to listen to crappy techno music every single night from 6 until whenever he retires for the night. Wednesday night I was woken up 3 times during the middle of the night because he was having a party. I didn't call the cops because they've been kind enough to endure the noises from my previous parties but this is just completely ridiculous. Next time, I'm calling the cops. I don't care anymore.

I've made a whole series of mistakes at work this week. I can't seem to do anything right and I'm basically feeling like a bull in a china shop. I've been yelled at by several clients this week. I went to charge a client's credit card for 9k and accidentally charged their card for 91k. I quickly refunded it only to find out that I could have voided it out instead. By refunding the card that money (91,000!!) was being held on their card so they couldn't use it. I almost had a heart attack and successfully pissed my boss off. I think I'm officially on her shit list. I'm praying that next week is better.

I started my classes this week. I'm regretting not continuing my excersises while I was on my month break. I was so tired after the first 2 songs but I pushed myself and made it. On Tuesday I had my weight lifting class. She made it pretty simple seeing that it was our first day back. Although I felt really good after leaving there my body was hating me the next day. It made it harder for my Jazzercise class last night. It didn't help that I was totally exhausted from not getting any sleep the previous night.

Well, hopefully next week will be better. I'm spending the whole weekend with Rick so I know I'll sleep well. It's really cute when we sleep together because we start off cuddling and through the night we break apart and then wake up back in the cuddle position. I prefer to sleep on my stomach so in the mornings I wake up and he's laying halfway on my back with his head on mine. I usually wake up to kisses on my shoulder. He's an extremely loving guy so he's heavy on the romance which makes me feel terrific and really boosts my self-confidence. What can I say, I'm a lucky girl. :)