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Today we had a really awful meeting at work. It was supposed to be two hours long and map out how costs are managed and paid for each project. The new exec vp is a big fan of ridiculously long meetings for things that could easily be answered by email.

The accounting dept ended up derailing the conversation about 45 minutes into the meeting. They became obsessed with one tiny detail that they couldn't wrap their heads around. And so they argued with us for the entire rest of the meeting, plus an additional 30 minutes.

So it was about 2 hours of straight yelling the whole time. I wanted to cry.

To make things worse, my crooked spine makes it nearly impossible for me to sit that long. I had forgotten to take some medicine beforehand, so I was in agony by the end.

I'm not going to get any work done for the rest of the day. I feel mentally exhausted. I might even leave early today.

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I feel a bit better now that I have calmed down.

I was extra stressed because I had a ton of stuff that had to get done that was pushed aside for that waste of time meeting. But after lunch I decided I would make executive decisions and I moved along a handful of projects that were extremely overdue.

Then I made an appointment to have my car looked at tomorrow. It has been starting up poorly and the mileage is terrible recently, so something is clearly wrong with it. And with a long distance trip coming up, I can't afford to ignore the problem.

Getting that work out of the way and making that appointment made me feel really accomplished. I'm really glad it's Friday though. I want a good couple days without thinking about work.

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Ben and I had an adventure evening because I craved thai food. We tried a place in town center that was reviewed as exceptionally average. Which it was. The food wasn't bad, but it wasn't great either. It was decent and we were full and happy by the end.

The only problem was that we were sat near a table filled with a billion children and a giant stinky fish (crispy whole flounder). The children kept loudly kicking and screaming, making it hard to enjoy our conversation. And the fish smell would occasionally waft over to our table if someone walked by. It smelled a lot like stinky feet.

But my craving has been satisfied! And I have leftovers for tomorrow. Yay!