The final frontier.....

I am sitting in my office.

Pumpkin spice latte in my hand.

Staring out the window.

Not wanting to work.

I am supposed to be on holidays right now.

I am told I have to come in and work all day.

Doing final payroll for all the employees.

On Saturday.

On my days off.

Not wanting to be here.

I will miss this view.

The one from my window.

The blue sky and the big tank truck service across the street.

It is comfortable.

I know it.

The chair is molded to my ass.

I like it here.

Why does it have to change?

Why does one man's decision have to make such a huge impact on so many people?

I don't want to be here.

I want to do up my final cheque and leave.

My boss and the other owner (the one causing all the chaos) are coming in once I phone them and tell them I am here.

I have been here for an hour.

I have not phoned.

I am not sure if I will phone in the next hour.

I like the peace and quiet.

I am also really mad and not sure if I can be completely professional at this point in my day.

I think I might say some mean things to Man #2.

Maybe I should not phone for a bit.

This sucks.

I don't want to be here.

What is coming next?

Will it be as good as this?

I have to admit, the stress is a lot, but I am starting to get a little excited at the same time.

Worried about Husband.

He is not doing well with all this.

Kinda depressed and really bummed out.

Please pray for us.

Tough months ahead.

I want to go home and go back to bed.