I'm still very upset about yesterday.  The only consolation I have is that, instead of the six months worth of documentation that the co-worker asked for, I was able to get it down to the actual four days they needed.  She knew the dates the entire time!  Instead of being reasonable and asking for two weeks on either side, which I would have happily done, she asked for six unnecessary months, knowing that it was extra work and knowing that it wasn't my office she was supposed to be looking at.  It's a victory, but a small one.  Her behavior isn't going to change and that's unfortunate. 

Yet another thing to go down in my notebook.  It's getting mighty full.

Before you say it, I know I need to let this go.  It's going to be difficult this time.  I don't take well to having someone threaten me.  At all.  It's inappropriate on every level.

At least it's Friday.  I was going to get in some extra work this weekend, but now I've decided against it.  Instead, I'm going to organize my home office stuff (such as it is).  You know, get my priority mail stuff put away and go through my filing cabinet.  As of now, my (albeit small) dining room table is piled high with tissue paper, boxes and receipts. 

I wonder what the chances of an early day are?