well...the report isn't done...and i will be working this weekend. And mom is coming too
I know I need to get dressed and get in to work, but I really just don't want to....
I've only found one pretty significant ooopsy from last summer so far....that ate up a bunch of my report work time...didn't fix it but had to document it and figure out the solution...go eat crow and hope my boss doesn't have to know next week to get it fixed...
After that yesterday morning i found that i wasn' near as good at staying on task and focused...fear is not a good motivator for me. being under preasure can help as long as the end goal is doable, as soon as the goal becomes not achievable i hit panic mode and don't do so well....
I guess when i drank the drinking must have made me oblivious to the panic mode...cause i actually did my job much better drunk. I know it's a big no-no to talk about that, but it really is true....hell...ask my boss or anyone that works with me they will whole heartedly agree.
off to the grindstone