Um, Yay!
Yay, Saturday! Not that I have much to complain about, really; I’ve been an efficient little worker all week long, and no one’s bothered me too much. There was the incident in which I absolutely blew up when I saw someone had capitalized the word "by" in all of their titles in a report (I sent a snotty edit back saying, and I quote, "The word ‘by’ is a preposition and is never capitalized in a title unless it’s the first or last word of said title." Yes, bitchy, but everyone capitalizes "by.") It drives me absolutely nuts. I had been pondering the idea of recommending that the AP Stylebook or the Chicago Manual of Style be adopted by the company, but a friend told me that she had made the recommendation already. The answer they gave her? "We have our own style already."
Oh, that makes me want to blow up, just lose it. Not because I don’t like my company, but because it’s just bad writing, period. It’s an affront to my English language sensibilities.
Anyway, the latter half of the week was infinitely better than the first half. My family always makes me smile, but the instrument of my mood turnaround this week was definitely my boyfriend. He talked me down from my panic and frustration on Wednesday night, and followed that with a pleasant surprise on Thursday that made me burst into tears, made my mom burst into tears, and made my friend (the one who recommended the stylebooks) burst into tears. My friend and I spent the better half of an hour recounting sweet things our guys had done for us (she’s married), telling each other that we were sobbing as we IMed. We both came to the conclusion that, despite our crappy work situation, we each have someone wonderful to turn to when things go to hell and we’re stressed beyond all belief. Life’s not great in all areas, but we have that. We bawled some more together, then decided to leave off of work for the day; we’d already worked an hour too many.
So yeah, I spent Thursday afternoon crying, but it was a good kind of crying.
The weekend should go well. Besides applying to jobs, I have my class’s material and assignment to look over, I have to get a run in (I already did some weightlifting this morning, as well as 40 minutes on the elliptical at top speed), and I should find something new to read. I’m about two pages away from finishing "The Stand" (oh, another aside: How reading that book makes me long to be hiking in Colorado!), so I’ll definitely need something new before . . . five minutes from now. I’m pretty sure I have something in my library waiting to be read.
Off to enjoy the rest of the weekend. Less than a week until "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!" Less than two weeks until my boyfriend and I try to cobble together Thanksgiving dinner. I must say it again: Yay!