Last week, for the first time since I was a 19 year-old intern and thought I had deleted a database marketing firm's database, I burst into tears at my desk. I have been working hard, staying late, and feeling pretty under appreciated. One nastygram of an email was all it took for me to lose my shit. (I'm an awesome leader!!!) Since our new office has glass walls, I pretty much had to crawl under my desk to cry which made me feel even more pathetic. And once you start, it's hard to stop. I knew I needed a break, there's just never a good time to take one.
This week, my husband had an overnight work retreat at a lovely Inn a few hours away. He said, "You're coming with me." But I can't! "Yes. You. Can."
So I went, and I only checked my Blackberry four times an hour. I also got a massage, took a run, watched a bunch of some terrible Bravo show called "Million Dollar Listing" with the most despicable people I have ever seen in my life, and all that doing nothing made me feel alot better.
You know what also made me feel better? When we got home, the big news was that the dog tried to drink out of the toilet while Beck was using it. Crash wouldn't stop drinking and Beck couldn't stop peeing. Pissing on the dog's head was the highlight of his six year-old existence, and the re-telling of the story was a close second. I would have enjoyed it more if I hadn't just walked in the door, and kissed the dog....on his head.
Sounds like a movie pitch. Kristen Wigg plays the part of you, Paul Rudd as your husband, and Adam Sandler in the role of Beck. I'd see it.
Posted by: Jon | February 11, 2011 at 02:14 PM
Mom has nervous break down and kid pees on dog.. Hilarity ensues!!!
Posted by: Xdm | February 11, 2011 at 03:35 PM
J'embrace mon chien sur la bouche, ou, sur la tete.
Posted by: jjdaddybabymomma | February 13, 2011 at 09:44 PM
christine talarico made me cry at work in 1999. i broke down, ran to the bathroom, and she followed me saying "oh my god i made you cry. i am so sorry." over and over again.
if you're reading this, christine, you are still a bitch.
i think crash needs some minerals. and some mouthwash.
oh and ps i don't think this is pword protected anymore.
Posted by: kenna | February 14, 2011 at 06:45 PM
Husband to the rescue! I'm glad you got a break. Mine is encouraging me to keep looking for a job (which I would love) (rather than just freelance) because he realizes that I need more in-person interaction with grown-ups. Hmmm yes. That would probably help me not lose my shit with the kids so much.
Anyway, I love Beck's story!
Posted by: juliloquy | February 24, 2011 at 04:22 PM
That's golden! Pun wholeheartedly intended ;P
Posted by: Jason of George | February 28, 2011 at 09:59 PM