Opening Day

It's opening day at Oriole Park. The skies are pretty dreary though. It's still early. Perhaps the sun will start shining right around 2:30. I think the game starts at 3. I'm not going, I just want those that are going to have a fun time.

I'm totally stuck in a rut. I feel like I'm not in the right place at the right time. It seems that everything I do is the wrong thing to do. It's like I can't catch a break. I don't know what's wrong with me, either. Nothing is physically wrong, just emotionally or mentally. Maybe I'm starting to have some kind of depression. I hope that's not it, though. I don't want to take medicine.

It's only 11, and everything that has happened this morning has made me crankier and crankier. I considered taking a half day, but it's not worth it. I can't go riding, and there's nothing fun for me to do at home.

I didn't make it to the gym this morning, so I have to go this afternoon. Maybe that will lift my spirits a bit. At least I can think about other things AND I won't be at work.

Oh, I thought another lady quit or got fired. I think she's just moving to a different area (phew, I guess).