And it's Monday

No chance of basking in the fun of faire for long when you work for a whacky place like I do.

• After explaining ad nauseum to the drivers involved in the great driver shuffle about how they would need to help train one another, driver A only spoke to driver B long enough to tell him to come ask ME what to do.
• Even the people who designed the software that we used to run the business is not sure how to get the data that my boss wants for her metrics.
• This afternoon brought news of a security breach for our largest government contract client.

If you know of anyone hiring a slightly frazzled production/marketing ladies, let me know ASAP.

Dr. Stadluis' office was able to squeeze me this afternoon. Since she was out, I saw Dr. Kil who is very nice and one of the senior doctors. Seems the source of my problems may be fibroids and not cysts. Ultrasound next week should tell us for certain. In the meantime I am supposed to take it easy and pop vicodin.