I just had a rotten day at work. It's the quarterly board of directors meeting and the bosses get so uptight and you know how BLANK rolls down hill. All the managers are getting a chewing, but that only makes me feel a tiny bit better. I mean, who wants to get ragged out at work? And because the board meetings are on the weekend, us managers have to attend to do our reports, so we don't get a weekend, either! We have to be all sweet and nice in front of the board and pretend we all didn't just get chewed out a few days ago. It's like being treated like children. So then... I come home to my lovely three boys who have sat around all day doing nothing. Argh!