Last Sunday, while I was at a birthday party, I got the most awesome text message. The University was going to be closed for the next two days and I wouldn’t have to go into work. I was so excited that I went around showing everyone the text.
I ended up doing a little work anyway from home just to try and get ahead – but it was so nice to go at my own pace and not feel so rushed.
We paid for those days off by having a crazy busy rest of the week. Exhausting. My weekend was pretty busy too – I helped one of my friends get ready for some home improvement projects. My part was essentially helping move furniture around, but it was still a lot of work.
And then back to work this week for another crazy busy time. Yesterday, before we left, the rumor going around was that we would be closed today. I was really looking forward to a break – even though I would most likely have worked from home a bit anyway.
Last evening, went out to dinner with some friends. The cuisine was Indian and though I felt pretty safe with my meal – they tricked me. The wrap description didn’t list all the ingredient and though I avoid the tomatoes, I still got stuck with some peppers. At least, I think they were peppers. They kinda looked like imitation crab sticks – and they DID NOT taste like crab. I had a few accidental bites and burped pepper (i think) most of the evening, but the company was fun and the server was… interesting. Interesting in that she was waaaay too excited about the hummus.
I woke up this morning and powered up my phone – and waited for the text. And… Awesome! I had a text from work. Except… we were open. Morning classes were canceled, but employees were directed to report to work at their regular times. I grumbled, got dressed, almost fell in the driveway and drove my car to work – sliding all the way.
Not a nice way to start the day.
I was swamped all day and in a bad mood. It got to the point where I found myself growling out loud. I stopped what I was doing and went outside without my coat to literally cool down. It didn’t help – I got bored before I really cooled down.
The day finally ended and I hit the pool.
And that eventually did the trick. Nothing like powering through the water with only the number of laps in my head. I got home, chilled out with the cat for a few, and played a video game – right up until the power went out. It was only out long enough to piss off my computer and make me reset all my clocks, but enough to get me to the kitchen for dinner.
I did a little reading and I’m really just trying to settle down.
If I dream about work, I’m writing it down on my time sheet.