Feeling better

I've decompressed since last night, and in the spirit of starting the New Year off right with no misunderstandings I confronted T about yesterday. He swore up and down he wasn't getting angry with me, but I said well you raised your voice and were pretty much accusing me of not doing my job properly. He then apologized. That's all I wanted so all is well.

Today is work day seven in a row and I almost wanted to cry when I woke up this morning and realised I have two more days of this.