Savage. Found her floating down the Amazon in a hatbox.

I got mad tweeting skills when I'm stressed. Twitter has become my favorite way of calming anxiety at work. I get so anxious sometimes that my heart feels fluttery and I have a hard time concentrating. I get worked up about all the things I need to do, and then I have a hard time settling down with one task or project without obsessing over the ones I'm not working on. It's kind of a bitch. So I tweet little annoyances throughout the day. It kind of gets it out of my head so it's not pinballing around in there, disrupting my thoughts.

Today I was trying to get on top of my continuing professional education credits so I could figure out how many I need to finish before the end of the year (i.e. Dec 31 at midnight). That was stressing me out, but then there were little mini dramas going on around me that people were trying to drag me into. It was like hopping between bowling lanes trying not to get hit by a bowling ball, while tweeting my frustrations. It's kind of amazing how, especially when a row flares up over email, just picking up the phone, checking in with someone, or apologizing for the way something came off (even if you didn't write it) can smooth it over. So I was Peacemaker Kristina! I think I got most of it calmed down, but jeez. It was fairly unnecessary and provided a number of interruptions as I was trying to do an online course to finish up my credits. Then around 6 pm the server crashed and I got kicked out of my training course. I thought if I went home, by the time I got back online it would have resolved itself, but no such luck. So I am stuck halfway through the course and getting a little freaked out that this is due to a whole bunch of people doing the same thing as me, trying to finish credits last minute, and it could be even worse tomorrow, the last day. I'm trying not to think about it. So I guess I'll keep trying and search for my license renewal forms before I forget. Yes, I forget things when I'm stressed too. Rent. Update my annual review and the Sarbanes-Oxley policy and the training stats. Arrrgh! I better get done in time to get my nails done tomorrow, because I just can't welcome the new year with grungy nails. Seriously. I'm not a savage.