At least a little better. I do not feel quite as bad as I did earlier this week. I have been reading Dil.bert cartoons before bed, and they have a way of putting things in perspective. At least as far as big business goes. (And my hospital is huge!) Venting to hubby helps, too. He has been a wonderful listener, and has cautiously asked about my days. I think he sort of gets it, and that makes it easy to talk to him. Apparently I am still doing all right at my job, if my co-workers are any indication. They still seem to like working with me, for some reason. That is gratifying.
I have signed Gertrude up for a good canine citizen class. I think she and I could benefit from continued training, and I like the time with her. I think this means I actually have to do the homework, though. The assignments in that class are pretty tough! I am just not up to dealing with Oscar's training, and I only have the energy to do one class at at time. Oscar could really use the training, but we need to do better with homework with him, too. I may have to break out the clicker again with him. He seemed to respond to that really well. We will see what happens.
But at least I am feeling better. I guess that is something. I still get anxious from time to time, but it passes, at least. And I get to see the Hubby every evening this week. Everyone likes that. Overall, a much better week.