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The Coming Week
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No rest for the weary; no hope for the wicked. Hell, I don't even have time to be wicked, let alone being able to look for some hope.

In addition to having my head slammed against the wall day in and day out (at work), next week I'll add to the mix worry for my husband, who is going for surgery on Wednesday. I may be off two days, caring for him, and then return Friday.

And you know what comes next...Friday will be horrible, because all the people will be yelling and screaming because their problems weren't addressed while I was off. I'm so stressed thinking about it that I'm having trouble sleeping. Having nightmares.

I can handle anything if I can sleep regularly and get in an hour or so of de-stress time a day. But when those two things get squeezed out (like now), then I go into overload.

I want to run away, but there's no where to run to. I have 16,000 customers, 527 employees, 1 husband--and they all want a part of me. I couldn't do it at all if it weren't for the many employees who do their jobs competently and responsibly. But the few who don't make up 95% of my work/stress load.

Isn't it always that way? That the few problem employees cause most of the dysfunction? And the dysfuncionality leads to poor service, unhappy clients and sometimes even legal problems. Being in the middle is not for sissies.

This journal is where I vent; thanks for letting me share.

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