One More Day...
I woke up this morning feeling as unrested as possible. I don't know why, i was in bed before midnight. I can only imagine the turmoil that my unconscious must be once it takes over. I've not really been remembering my dreams (nothing new there), but judging from my condition when i awake, they have been pretty emotionally taxing. I've started a dream journal, but holy cow, what a joke. All i remember are my "morning dreams", you know the ones you have after you wake up, but fall asleep for 15 more mins? Someone i how don't think *those* are the important dreams...
My tummy is upset this morning too. I woke up feeling like this giant mass of sorrow was sitting on me. Right on my stomach. No fun.
Today is going to be a crazy day at work. My section that usually has a staff of around 8 on any given day, will be only 3. The work load is the same, just more for each. Add to it that one of my bosses is off, and the other just a took job elsewhere, and that means I'll be handling the "boss" duties for the day. Saturdays are usually one of the busiest days as well. Swell.
I might just try and take the one boss position myself. It's a lateral move, but i do most of the stuff anyways, and i think it would look good on my internal resume.
Once i get through today though, i have tonight, Sunday, and Monday off. As of late days offs have been the kiss of death for me (Idle hands are indeed the devil's hands when you are dealing with.... stuff), but I'm looking forward to these days off. Sunday i have a barbecue in the south towns with some of my closest friends from high school. It will be nice to go and have some fun, to *live* a little. I've done far too little of that lately.
Monday might be another day along side mirror lake, but the forecast shows rain, so i better have other plans ready to go. No plans are no good. I need to keep as active as possible.
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