Two days and counting

I always find it strange this time of year. Just when others are winding down and getting into party mode, that is when things start gearing up for me. The nature of the job and it is no different this year than any of the past 5. Except when there is uncertainly with almost a quarter of the staff being replaced and it is difficult to work the jigsaw when not only the picture keeps changing but the sizes of the pieces do too. Add to that too much socialising and most people just being plain aggravating with too little sympathy and too much angst ability and it is any wonder that I am snappy, bitchy and just not nice to be around. So it is most annoying that one almost lets on the tears when someone unexpected just puts an arm around and notices that you have had a really shitty day. And most thankful that someone does notice without being told. Still, I hate letting on that things are getting to me like that.
And I am so pissed off with people that cannot be bothered talking in any form for 72 hours and then wonder why you do not feel in the mood to give 30 seconds, or even 2 minutes just when you are walking out the door after being with them the whole day. Now that is one thing I would love explained to me. Another time.
Day after tomorrow. And then there will be no excuse to have to be aggrivated. After all, if I get silence under these circumstances, I really do not expect to hear anything for the full 6 weeks coming. Thank goodness there will be work to keep me occupied. And friends that can be relied upon. For all manner of situations.