Ode to PMS

I had a horrible week last week, and I blame it all on hormones. Ladies, you know what I'm talking about. When your hormones are all messed up, little things seem giant.

It all started last week when I went into work only to find some of my responsibility had been taken away. Now, let me explain a little about myself. I graduated high school 5th in my class. In college, I was the president of my honor society. In school, teachers used my work as an example. But now that I am in the business, my work is always being challenged. And it's really starting to wear on me. I'm not used to someone questioning my work...I guess I should be, since that's all anyone has done for the last 3 1/2 years. So, I tried to brush it off when I learned my boss was giving some of my responsibility to my writer.

The next day, things had been changed up even more...more of my responsibility taken away...and this time I really hated it. So, my hormones got the best of me...and I spent the day feeling sorry for myself. I even asked my boss what I had done to offend him so. HE just replied by saying we needed to have a chat. That made me worry terribly.

So, Friday, I met with my boss. HE did my 60-day review...and the review on my work was great. I ranked better than average on everything that pertained to the job I do. But lucky for me there's also a question on there about how well I work with others. Well, I've already told you how I hate for my work to be questioned...and I've already told you about the person I have trouble getting along with. Undoubtedly, my boss took his side. He gave me a lower than average score on that question...said I needed to learn how to "play well with others". So, it seems I am not liked very much at my job. I am starting to get used to this. I hate to admit it, but I like things done a certain way...and it's my show...I am the one who, in the end, has to answer to my bosses about my show...so I run a very tight ship...and every good producer I know does the same. So, I don't know what's so bad about me...so, I have made a decision...I am not going to let it bother me...unless it is going to make me look bad in the company. I refuse to lower my standards just to please everyone. It's not going to happen.

Now, by the time Saturday got here...I just needed to relax. So, I took myself to the nail salon and got a pedicure and a manicure...and man it was so relaxing. I needed that. Then I went to church Sunday at Redemption...had a great time there and God spoke to me in a lot of ways. So, things are getting back to normal...I am feeling much better...and that could have something to do with the fact that my hormones are back to normal...if you know what I mean.