Oh Crappy Crappy Day

I had a very bad day at work, ending with the big boss telling me to go home and rest as a favor to him. I feel guilty about going home and embarrassed. My supervisor cannot be thrilled. I fell apart over a stupid pie chart. Numbers just were not adding up at all. Plus after 5 revisions, the end result is nearly the same dam thing as the very first one only color coded a tiny bit differently. And I cracked. Grant you I am very slowly recovering from some sinus issue. No real excuse.

Several people have said or told me that I am still sick. So what defines sick? I have no fever and am not vomiting. So I tough it out and go to work. Those were the rules as a kid. That is what I know. And even if I did stay home, chores were to be done. No loafing about.

Is this something bigger? Still no excuse, but maybe. Have had well meaning friends hound about me taking vacation. Which I feel guilty about because of time, finances, and DH's job search. Office politics I have had enough of, and maybe they need to do a little without me. Have been feeling burn out for some time and honestly cannot wait for DH to find employment so that we must move. Not good to feel that way and still go full steam ahead at the desk.