Late to Work

I got to work an hour and a half late today. 

I got there at 4:30 AM, but I meant to get there at 3:00 AM.

Ahhh.... my job.... I'm grateful for it, but I think it might be trying to kill me.

The really sad thing is, it's going to get worse before it gets better.  It will get better.  I swear.  If it's the last thing I do, it will get better. 

I've got to tie a knot at the end of the rope and hang on.