The year is about to wrap up. As someone said before, once September comes, you know the rest of the months will pretty much fly by. He’s so right.
2017 has been a very eventful year in many ways but as it draws to an end, I’m beginning to see how 2018 is going to be a tough and busy year. One thing that doesn’t change is that I need God.
Taking extra work load has caused me to get more headaches, become more grouchy, lose my me time and my painting time. The transition itself drives me crazy and I often say to myself “why is this happening? Why is the person who resigned leaving so much shit behind?” Those questions never end. I can’t understand how someone who is getting a decent pay would not do his/her best. I refuse to believe that he/she doesn’t know how to do his/her work correctly.
It has been so stressful and I not only feel tired but it’s such an effort to not throw shoes at this person. Because of what I go through, I find it impossible to wish this person well. In fact, it draws so much strength of mine just to stop myself from wishing him evil.
This is the worst transition. Ever.