A new leaf

Tonight I had a revelation: I have been Ms. Supreme Poopyhead at work lately. I thought back at some of the self-pitying messages I've sent my co-workers in recent weeks and realized that A) the whole world is indeed not out to get me B) I've been blessed with some wonderful opportunities professionally C) although the stories I'm assigned are at times truly ridiculous and taxing, they're generally not boring, and they often demand fun headlines, which I enjoy writing D) my life outside work is fantastic of late -- in fact, I may be the happiest I've been in my adult life -- so why the hell am I complaining? E) no matter how yucky a particular shift might be, I'm surrounded by an amazing group of co-workers, men and women who are kind, hilarious, interesting and insightful. I'm a fortunate lass.

For those of you who see me at work (and that's a fair number), I apologize for my crappy attitude, and I promise to cut that nonsense out.