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Ray, bish.
Today's my first day back in the office. I'd like to say it's great to be here, like the Jackson 5, but that's not exactly true. At least it's not miserable to be here.
I'm feeling pretty good, just tired in a sleep way. This will be my first day in a long time that won't include a morning and/or afternoon nap, and I think I'm starting to feel it. Though frankly, I'm not sure anyone would care if I put my head down and napped a bit. My boss even said I should have my vacation time converted to sick time because it's not really fair to use up my vacation time if I'm sitting around with an infection. The only problem with this generous suggestion is that I actually have way more vacation time built up than sick time. So while I appreciate the sentiment, I don't think I'll be taking her up on it.
Last night I had visitors for the first time since Damon's visit on Saturday. I'm not sure what suprised me more when![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
freakysparks appeared at my doorstep -- that she had flowers in tow or that she had masscooper along. Either way, both gifts were appreciated. I felt so Victorian because I was "worn out by their visit", but I think it's more that I spent a whole hour at therapy at talking that tired out my voice.
I guess this is the part where I step back into the rhythm of my life from before the holidays. But I feel like it's some scary merry-go-round spinning to quick for me to jump on. It's also tempting to take this opportunity to just start over. So maybe I'll postpone official re-entry into my life until Monday, and just continue coasting today and tomorrow and rest more this weekend.
Ray, bish.
Today's my first day back in the office. I'd like to say it's great to be here, like the Jackson 5, but that's not exactly true. At least it's not miserable to be here.
I'm feeling pretty good, just tired in a sleep way. This will be my first day in a long time that won't include a morning and/or afternoon nap, and I think I'm starting to feel it. Though frankly, I'm not sure anyone would care if I put my head down and napped a bit. My boss even said I should have my vacation time converted to sick time because it's not really fair to use up my vacation time if I'm sitting around with an infection. The only problem with this generous suggestion is that I actually have way more vacation time built up than sick time. So while I appreciate the sentiment, I don't think I'll be taking her up on it.
Last night I had visitors for the first time since Damon's visit on Saturday. I'm not sure what suprised me more when
freakysparks appeared at my doorstep -- that she had flowers in tow or that she had masscooper along. Either way, both gifts were appreciated. I felt so Victorian because I was "worn out by their visit", but I think it's more that I spent a whole hour at therapy at talking that tired out my voice.I guess this is the part where I step back into the rhythm of my life from before the holidays. But I feel like it's some scary merry-go-round spinning to quick for me to jump on. It's also tempting to take this opportunity to just start over. So maybe I'll postpone official re-entry into my life until Monday, and just continue coasting today and tomorrow and rest more this weekend.
