Weekend Update

I feel like such a bad person! I think of things during the week that I want to write about, but by the time I get home from the gym I just want to chill and not think about anything, so it does not get written.

Then again, was it really that exciting a week? Not really. Monday was falling asleep at my desk..to the point I did not even go to the gym but came home and slept. Tues-Friday was do a bit of work at work, but there are not a lot of presentations going out right now, so I am not that busy, which sucks. I am also getting more and more .... disillusioned(?) bored (?) unhappy (?) with my job. It is ok when they are keeping me busy, but......

Saturday we had the Girls Championship game. It was fun, and I enjoyed it but...
--Don't call me to tell me that it is not fair you have to load the van by yourself. I have done it by myself multiple times and I almost always unload it by myself. So....who is it more unfair to?
--Don't call me on your speakerphone and shout at me. I cannot understand you and since I had finally improved my mood from the above, you succeeded in pissing me off again.
--If you are asked to do something, be professional to do it correctly instead of half-assed. I should be able to trust grown-up people to do the job they are asked. That includes hanging client banners. I cannot hang them by myself, you are being paid to be there to help, so do this part of the job.
--If you see I am busy, doing about one hundred different things, and you see something else needs to be done...do it yourself instead of asking me to do it! Especially if you are not doing anything.

I love working the games, I really do. I just get frustrated sometimes by some of the things that go on and the fact that everything that falls outside of someones "job title" (especially when everyone is supposed to pitch in when they see something that needs to be done) gets handed to me to take care of. Which, honestly, I do not mind, but every once in awhile, I get a bit overwhelmed...especially when I start the day a little stressed for some reason.
Yea, I ended up having a stress cry in the stairwell for about 10 seconds.

A friend had recommended that I take some D-3. I was until I ran out. I need to get back out and get more, but I wonder if this is in some way related to my unhappiness.