The post I wanted to write yesterday included the following opening, which seemed perfectly brilliant at the time:

A thick, low lying fog enveloped the Lowcountry today as I drove to work.  Since you can’t go anywhere in this area without crossing a (if not a few) bridge, I was treated to brilliant, shining sunlight at the peak of both bridges that I drive over on my way to work and then immediately plunged into dark, murky depths as I reached the bottom.

If I had known, at the time, that it was a wonderful metaphor on how my day would go, I would have immediately turned around and headed back home.

The occurrence of meetings in a professional setting is inevitable.  At times, I see the need for them.  Other times, particularly when I’m sitting in one that seems to be going no where, I get so frustrated because I could be back at my desk, being productive.

I had an early morning meeting yesterday that lasted longer than it needed to.  That was the third day in a row this week that I started off the morning with a meeting.  This, inevitably, has thrown me completely off schedule.  All of my morning tasks get pushed aside and then I spend the rest of the afternoon playing catch up and it makes me feel like I’m not getting anything done.

Other things that have thrown my week into a tizzy: sitting in traffic on Monday morning for twenty minutes for no apparent reason, one of my two monitors unexpectedly dying on Tuesday morning and someone creating loads of extra work on a project me and another coworker are managing by not bothering to consult with us on the best way to deal with a clean up process.

Then there was the emergency security issue that cropped up yesterday afternoon and had to be taken care of and researched immediately.  That was a few more hours spent pushing my daily work aside.

And to top it all of, I’ve been dealing with a massive sinus/allergy headache issue since yesterday afternoon.  I barely had enough strength to drag myself home last night and had to force myself to get through the grocery store, of where I picked up only enough dinner for last night and tonight (yes, that grocery list I was talking about a few days ago – still non-existent).  I then rolled into the house, dropped my bags and announced I was taking a hot shower.  After that, I proceeded to fall asleep on the couch, wake up enough to start work and post those pictures as a filler, then go back to bed.

Today, I felt a bit better in the morning but by 11am, my head was throbbing again and the entire right side of my face felt like someone was standing on it.  I broke a cold pack and sat for an hour trying to fight my way through it but I started to feel nauseous and couldn’t focus.  Since I wasn’t getting anything done, I decided I needed to be home so I wrapped up for the day, came home, took a HOT, HOT shower then slept from 2pm until 5pm.  I told them at work when I was leaving that I would have my cell on in case of an emergency but that I would not be logged in and I would not be working.  I would be resting, something that I have failed to force myself to do in months.

Sometimes, I just need to remember that when I’m sick, I should rest.  Just going home and working from home is not going to make me feel better.

And I do feel better.  I probably going to have a hard time sleeping tonight (I have always avoided naps during the day because then I have trouble sleeping at night) but my head does not hurt anymore and I can function on a normal level.  I’m still congested but the pressure is gone and come to think of it, I’m still a little bit tired so maybe I will get some sleep tonight.

Even Steve joked around with me last night, “Feel betttttter, so you can pay attention to me!” which means I really was not enough of myself.

I do plan on retiring to the bedroom early tonight as he and I plan on commuting in tomorrow.  I never thought that would be something I could do on a regular basis because he literally leaves here at the butt crack of dawn, but I kind of love it because it’s a nice time we get to spend together and I get a good solid and QUIET hour and a half of uninterrupted work time.  Plus, we use those days to go out to lunch together so it inherently helps our relationship too!

So, to bed early then up early in the morning to have a normal, productive and fulfilling workday.  Then ready for a weekend of which I WON’T eat my way though but will most definitely get some things accomplished that have been nagging at me for weeks.

Here’s hoping I can close out the week on a better note than I started it.

My boys: Who needs children when this fuzzy guy is just as willing to snuggle?