mentally frustrated

this won't be a happy post. or fun, exciting or anything particular riveting.

so, i have a job that i should be clearly in love with. i should adore it. i am fortunate, yes. i know this. but this feeling just digs and digs until it's this all controlling hole of doom. so today, my boss did something i never thought possible - blamed me for something i had no control over. come, gather. story time.

nevermind, no story. without going into dramatic detail, what happened today was completely disrespectful on his end. i haven't felt so belittled in such a long time (if ever), and it was, to a certain degree, rather humiliating.

so, i am going to move on. and just finish the year on a high. i think we all need a break and i need one now before i say something rash. you know.

on a side note, i am so excited to go home to texas for christmas! and so excited to sleep and eat and do everything like i am 16. but not pregnant.

i am also about to eat so we shall part ways for now.

ps, it's snowing. hello, winter.