Well, that was...illuminating. Going to move forward with looking for a new job (update resume, searches, possibly apply for some), but it appears that in all likelihood, I will be staying put. For the better. But I will be looking in case the worst case scenario plays out.
If what PTB are trying to make happen on a bigger-than-me scale doesn't work (and I've been promised that I'll be told as soon as that starts rolling, unofficially of course), I'm on a list that they'll throw-down for. They won't let me leave.
...whew.
I mighta maybe not sorta kinda been told to sickout.......
This morning I swiped off instead of tapping snooze, so I woke up an hour later than I usually do, and now my brain is still only partially awake.
Moar coffee
I am also among the legions of the exhausted. I would tell you all how often Jane is still waking up at night, but I might start to cry, so perhaps best if I don't let myself think about it too much.
At least my winter break starts tomorrow afternoon. I don't know how much longer I could have staggered along like this.
I'm on the fatigue/anxiety/rage train lately too. I don't think it's just the season. It's not that I'm not looking forward to all the things that are happening in my life in the next three weeks* but I will be rather glad when they're done and I can relax and go back to a normal routine.
\*aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Ugh, Kate I'm sorry. I will admit I was so tired this morning when ltc woke up, that I just stuck her pacifier in her mouth and managed to get an extra half hour. She seems to be waking up more from the teething pain then she normally would.
So much anxiety. Went to a party last night, and I had to flee after an hour.
So much anxiety. Went to a party last night, and I had to flee after an hour.
I never take a whole Ativan because it knocks me out cold. Last Friday, I took half an Ativan before a party, because this group of friends is notoriously loud and chaotic and exuberant, which makes me want to claw my face off. About 10 minutes after we got there, I took another half an Ativan because the alternative was punching everyone in the throat.
The Ativan did not knock me out, and we still had to leave after about an hour, because...no. God DAMN people, you do not need to act like howler monkeys.
We were at the same party. On different nights in different states.
Hope things calm down a bit for you, Tommy.
All your sleep are belong to me. I was so drowsy last night I barely made it through American Horror Story, then slept for 9 hours, woke up, and slept for another hour and 15 minutes. Also had a dream about Chris Hemsworth breaking up with me. No fair, subconscious, making me go through that without first dreaming about sex with Chris Hemsworth!
