I had a bad week.

I had a pretty terrible week.

• Snowstorm - second time calling out of work in two months due to snow storm. My boss is a workaholic so I think me not coming to work affects the way she views me. But for me, it's just not worth it.
• My boss verbally attacked my character - I was pretty shocked because it was over something so small and really not a big deal. "You don't listen and you're supposed to be a counselor, you're not listening." It really affected me because it's hard for me to work under people with such leadership style. I was already not so comfortable with her leadership style but when she said that, it caused me to really just lose respect for her and I haven't even been in this job for three months yet. I really enjoy the job so it would be sad if I didn't stay longer than I would like. But of course, I can't make such predictions yet, I'm just speaking out of emotions.
• Its annoying because I don't have direct training in my job from my boss, I'm learning from someone else who is taking the time and energy to train me but sometimes I wish she would've just gave me guidance. My soon-to-be manager is someone who can't even train me now but instead, she's probably going to be micromanaging my time more and I have to basically train her on what I've been doing the past few months. I don't even look forward to her being my manager either but just hoping for the best.
• Printer ran out of ink - I had not getting out orders in time, it frustrates me because as much as I find it a hassle to go and print daily, I like getting them out of the way and doing things in excellence. The ink is coming by Monday so basically I have to rush these orders and ugh it's just inconvenient and annoying.
• Ezra had a really bad fall and it knocked out a tooth. It hasn't fell off yet but in time it probably will, his upper lip is all swollen and bruised and his right front tooth is sort of disconnected, it's hard to see because it's so sensitive and he doesn't want us to touch his mouth. That really topped off my week and made it just horrible. Thank God he's okay and he's still able to laugh but he can't eat - he'll probably have to be on a soft diet for a couple of days. My pediatrician does not have any empathy at all for someone who takes care of kids, so she just made me want to switch to someone else. Although she couldn't do anything about it, she couldn't even empathize with me. She didn't have to but I would've appreciated it. 

There were a bunch of other things that added on but these were the major things.
It just felt like a big enemy attack this week and emotionally I just feel weak. 

God give me strength, I pray next week would be a little better.