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Yesterday evening I found out I skipped a step in routing copy at work. I knew it wasn't a big deal but I was so worried about getting in trouble that I made myself sick.

Ben tried to cheer me up but I wasn't being very cooperative. And then I was mean to him before bed, accusing him of not loving me enough. Which is a complete lie. I don't know what I was thinking. I think I really am crazy.

I felt better (although very guilty) in the morning.

Today hasn't been as bad as yesterday so that helps too. Work has been quiet and no one has yelled at me for my mistake yesterday. I had a bit of a problem this morning with that art company that is making all the mistakes. They sent me more bad art and then had the nerve to yell at me about missing the mailing date when I asked them to fix it. Grrr to them!

Well, at least the weekend is almost here and I won't have to think about them for two whole days. That will be very NICE.

My plans for the weekend are to pick up comic books, sleep, play guitar hero, play with my dog, and maybe sew.