So all of you know that I have had an BUTTLOAD or as The Man says "A METRIC BUTTLOAD" of reports to do for foster care. I have finally brought the number down to 3, three, the number between two and four. I was feeling mighty darn proud of me for all of three seconds.
What ruined my yay is me moment you ask with bated breath. Well I will tell you.
I ran into my new supervisor.
She told me that I am behind with my reports in Adoption.
How can you be behind in a job when you haven't even started the darn job?
People I have loads of talent....even a METRIC buttload of talent.