Return of the Blues

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I'm relaxing after quite the momentuous week at work. I made a number of what turned out to be incorrect decisions at work, and generally my heart wasn't into it. Bonnie had talked about that passion for work that is necessary and I lost it this week. The stress, however small, has gotten to me again and it's affecting my performance. I could use a vacation, but what happens when I come back? Same shit different day again? There must be something better, I only hope I can find it soon.