I love this picture by NatalieDee, and it is appropriate for my week this week.

Monday started with my inability to get online. I couldn't connect at all. Then, I could connect, but not to anything behind the Bentley firewall. Then, I could connect to some things behind the firewall, but not the reporting pages that I need in order to do my job. That, coupled with the fact that there is a huge yearly sales conference next week, sent me right over the edge (see earlier post on crying).

Tuesday, I went into the office so our very excellent IT guy, Wes, could look at my machine. I had a Live Meeting at 8am, in which I could not participate because Wes was fixing my machine. He finally finished around lunch. He worked non-stop (with the exception of coffee and potty breaks) from about 7:30am to just around lunch, but he finally fixed it. He assured me that I didn't do anything to cause the issues, and that my machine needs to be rebuilt. I had every intention of doing this before the weekend ended.

Wednesday was a bit better because I was in full work-mode again. However, being down Monday and half of Tuesday put me WAY behind on emails. Normally, I do all administrative items for my team, so they can be busy selling. I don't sell, and they don't type, is my motto. During this time, no opportunities were updated, no reports run, no leads reviewed, no professional services time approved, no travel requests submitted. You get the idea. My boss asked me for a list of my activities so he could see where his items were in relation to all others. He seemed surprised by the number of items I had on my plate, and helped me prioritize a bit. Again, in an attempt to relieve a sudden and overwhelming influx of emotion, I cried.

Thursday, my day started with a 7:30am conference call about the reports I still had not finished from the Monday/Tuesday debacle. Bob called me to ask me to do some things and he could tell by the sound of my voice that I was on the ragged edge. He was able to soothe my ruffled feathers a bit, and offered very much encouragement. I had planned to go into office again on this day so Wes could rebuild my machine. However, I had to ask Jim to put some gas in my car so I could go on Tuesday, and I needed gas again (he didn't fill it up) and I felt bad about asking. So, I didn't.

Today is Friday, and I am glad. However, I have a very busy weekend, which I think has been adding to the stress of the week. Future City regional competition is all day Saturday at UAHuntsville, and I am teaching two Bible study small groups Sunday for the the pre-teen D-Now. While my parts will add up to just over an hour, it is an all day affair, too, since I am a chaperon. Thank goodness we are not spending the night!

So, there is no rest for me this weekend. No time to really decompress before it starts all over again on Monday.

Waaah. Like a baby. I cry.