Gettin' Me a One Way Ticket Outta Here!

I am 45 minutes away from the end of a week in "Crazy Town." I have been going pretty much nonstop at work all week. The art director for our office had a "riding accident", which by the way, is now second to my favorite excuse not to come to work, the first is "my plane was delayed due to volcanic ash", you couldn't make that one up if you tried. So anyway back why you are totally going to feel so sorry for me. During the summer I fill in for a coworker who has the summer off. None of us are bitter that she spends a good part of the summer in Cape Cod and at the community pool, it's fine, just FINE! Typically I am thankful for the extra work during the summer to make the slower pace more tolerable. But I could feel trouble swirling even before the riding accident. The volume of things that were requested of our office was ramped up and we were already falling behind. For background, our office designs and prints almost all publications for the College and summer is especially a busy time for Admissions jobs since they want them all complete by September. Add in vacation schedules for the graphic designers and a random throw from a horse and Kaboom! all kinds of crazy breaks out. I have spent the week rescheduling dozens of jobs already in process, phrasing things ever so diplomatically, and trying not to run from the building screaming. I don't think I have ever been so grateful for a weekend and to know that I have one more week of crazy before I hand it off to Cape Cod girl. Tick tock, almost there!