what's wrong with these people?

I must say that I've had a pretty bad week.
Between my job and hubby's, I feel 10 years older! You shouldn't hate your job. I know not everyone can love it, but you should be able to find some enjoyment out of it. That isn't so with my job. I truly believe there is evil living inside the building and it has found it's way inside of some of the employees. It's like a cross between "Enemy of the State" and "Night of the Living Dead". You can trust no one and everyone is out to get you. There has to be another way to make a living.

Also, I miss my family and friends. We live 250 miles away. I didn't think it would bother me as much, but after 5 years of living so far away from everyone that you know, it would be nice to visit with my grandmother (Happy Birthday Gigi! She's 93!) and grandpa without feeling like we had to rush. Or call my best friend and have a cuppa coffee and chat. I would love to open a shop back home but I'm so chicken!! There are so many what if's. I've got to do something. Work is killing me!!!