Back into the trenches.

It was hard going back to work yesterday. Really hard. And I think "why?" And then I remember, oh yeah...to pay the rent, for the insurance, all that good stuff.

I think work basically is a 4-letter-word. I try mightily to find the good in the days, but some days are just too rough to overcome that feeling of prison.

But on the bright side: today is Tuesday, so it can't be a Monday, and it's Charity Day! That's the day we dress weird at work and have a bake sale for a charity we've chosen. We're not too weird today, just fall-related apparel. I do have to pay an extra $20 if Amy, our new dispatcher/clerical assistant, comes in a vest of wax-papered leaves. Hmmm. We'll see.

Thanks for letting me moan, and hope your day goes well! See ya.