Whiny, winey, wine...let's have wine

I'm having a severe bout of self pity.  Woe IS me!  

I'm working 6 or 7 hour days now and I'm tired, sore, behind ( yes, already), bitchy, and sad.  Overall, I've been operating under rather restricted parameters.  Our house has a lot of floors, five to be exact, but the floors aren't very big in general.  The sitting room floor is pretty contained so I stagger about and feel pretty confident.  I walk on my treadmill an hour a day, usually at 2 mph and I feel like I'm king of the world.  When I lose my balance I just grab onto the handles.  Spoiler alert, real life doesn't have handles but sometimes there are walls.  

Yesterday I drove an hour one way to talk to some employees and that went pretty good but I was so tired afterward I just went home and fell asleep.  Not like "oh, I'm tired" more like "this floor looks like a good place to pass out".  Today, I drove an hour out to a work event.  I get there and I am limping, slow, single stepping down stairs, catching myself with the walls, and feeling...well impaired, I was feeling impaired.  I'm with another person who is running the meeting and training me on the new computer software so that was good.  I got so frustrated at this "new, crappy me" version, I was just in tears, really.  But of course, "There ain't no cryin' in fine dinin'". (why yes, I do watch Top Chef...why do you ask?  Because I stole that quote, you say?  Perhaps...).  Anyway I pulled it together, sort of.  One of my department managers was like "so people said you fell off your horse or off that exercise ball in your office!". Umm, no neither happened and that falls squarely into the none of your damned business category anyway.  Of course I didn't say that last part, but really I was thinking it pretty hard.

Anyway, I have been working to be upbeat and positive, but that's not always reality is it?  Today I feel pretty bleak.  Give me credit folks, I edited out all the f words I wanted to use.  You're welcome, this story was twice as long before it was cleaned up.   I have to remember that nerves heal slow, so there is a pretty good chance this isn't a permanent situation but it's a bummer.  At least my bosses all seem to be understanding and supportive, so that's good.  

Bitch and Whine edition is now over, now where is the wine?