I'm weary:

Of workplace politics.

Of gossip.

Of character assassination.

Of assuming the worst of people.

Of working with so many women who let their emotions, instead of their reason, rule them.

Of unprofessionalism towards colleagues.

Of selfishness.

Of spite.

Yes, it was a crappy week.

I'm really working on forgiveness, but it's hard because I feel I've been betrayed. I feel that a simple, honest request of mine was turned into something ugly. That something I tried to accomplish with gentleness was seen as mean-spirited. My feelings are hurt big time.

Summer vacation cannot come soon enough.

P.S. I would so appreciate your prayers for me in this matter. While my human nature would like to let my adversaries have it, I know that what I really need to be is an instrument of peace and healing.