It’s no secret that I’ve made more mistakes in the past 2 weeks than in the past 2 years.

Of course, if I could remember past yesterday, I might reconsider that statement.

This is a summation of what my short-term (and only) memory is telling me:

Or, possibly, it’s more like this:

Either way, nothing is going in and what comes out isn’t quite right.

How’s work been going this week? (You might ask).  Here’s a clue

Unfortunately, I have a work ethic that’s on steroids

First of all, I don’t want to go anywhere else.  I love what I do — when I do it right.  It’s not like I can go elsewhere to get a job.  Who in their right mind (other than social services) wants to hire an anal retentive dyslexic paper pusher who has an editing disability?

This has happened to me twice in the last…