Conflicted

I want to take Saturday off. My version of that, at least lately, means only working a half day.

I'm going to take my niece to see a movie on Saturday evening and I have an appointment for some fun maintenance on Saturday at noon. I'm way excited about it. The crazy thing? I'm still going to work. I still don't get a whole day off.

And it irritates me when others let me down, when I have such precious little time and it's blown because they just feel like their time is more important. It hurts my feelings. I guess that's a more accurate description. It hurts that they blow me off.

Whatever, I guess.