i moved. away. from you.

this weekend could not have come sooner for me. everyday was a struggle. especially Tuesday.
This week at work SUCKED.
I knew i had to move for the past 3 weeks. my whole floor knew i had to move. for what ever fucked up reason they were all jealous. 3 of us were moving upstairs. and everyone else would not let us forget it. Apparently in the corporate world, upstairs is better than downstairs. i don't get it... but at my building there is an unspoken rivalry between those who sit upstairs and the folks who live down stairs.
well to be honest- as much as i LOVE my beautiful window seat- could not be more happy to move upstairs just to get away from the noise, commotion and nonsense that goes on around me. So this week i was getting a lot of shit from the people around me who where all so fucking interested in my damn move.
today i got the go-ahead to finally move- so i packed it all up and i went. i didn't even take a lunch.
My cube upstairs is much smaller- but it's on the side of the room w/ the windows so i am happy.
and i am far AWAY from the people who were making my life miserable everyday.

am i a cranky bitch or what?

in other news.... i made a kick ass dinner last night and i managed to pierce my 2 fingers on the metal shish-kabob things i was using to grill some asparagus- and now my fingers are infected. red and swollen and all hurty .... whhhaaaahh.