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?
I didn’t set out to post every day this month, it’s just kind of happened like that so far. And it’s actually a bit easier to keep up with me because I’m not forcing myself to do it. If I don’t, so what, there’s another month.
But it’s nice to at least be writing again on a somewhat regular basis. Even if my life is a bit mundane and boring. How do people find stuff to write about everyday?
Because what I did today is basically what I told you I was going to do yesterday. I slept until about 10am or so, got up and took care of a few household duties, spent a leisurely amount of time getting ready, then went to see The Watchmen. After that, it was dinner at Sticky Fingers then dessert at Cold Stone Creamery, where I tried some of their rather delicious, but insanely rich, marshmallow ice cream, which pretty much had the taste and consistency of frozen fluff.
So overall, we did the same thing tonight that we did yesterday night with the exception of the movie. And the fact that between the popcorn, dinner and the ice cream, I feel like I ate my way through the afternoon and evening.
I haven’t been able to focus much lately because I’ve been a bit exhausted. Adapting to the new schedule is tiresome and the Daylight Savings Time rollover tonight probably isn’t going to help much. I am just all about being lazy these days and truthfully, would’ve like to stay in bed until noon today. Unfortunately, I was wide awake around 10am and had we not had plans, I would’ve been super-motivated to actually get shit done.
I love going out and having friends and a social life but some days, knowing that I have to stop what I’m doing to get ready to go out and then go out makes me so unmotivated to actually start a task or household chores, mainly because I don’t like leaving things unfinished.
So my house is a wreck, we are in desperate need of a major grocery run, I’ve got phone calls and appointments and plans that need to be made and all I want to do tomorrow is lay in bed with the windows open and the breeze blowing in, surfing the Net, watching crap TV and reading. What will probably happen is that I’ll be wide awake, will sit in the living room doing the same thing for the better part of the day until it’s time to get ready to go to trivia. I’ll have thought about everything that needed to be done but never actually started.
Last time I checked, thinking didn’t stock the cabinets.
One of these days I’ll work out some sort of balance where there’s no guilt about my messy house awaiting me while I’m out eating delicious food and having some laughs with friends.
I’ll just have to teach the maid to be as meticulous as I am.
For now, I’m just going to go cuddle up with my puppy dawg, who has been at home by himself for the past seven hours patiently waiting by the window for us and is now snuggled onto my chest and begging for attention. Babies may make my ovaries dance, but my Sammy just makes my heart melt!
I’m sure this will be making it’s rounds over the next few days since I found it via Dooce but, like her, I literally laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes. Then I played it again and laughed some more. And then I found the second video and probably almost peed my pants. When it comes right down to it, I feel kind of bad for the poor girl because it doesn’t look like she can get any decent rest. At the same time, this is just another way that animals are strange and have their own little quirks, just like us people. Because there are some days I wake up and almost run myself into a wall.
Dear Work,
I kind of hate you these days. I mean, not in a ‘I loathe going to the office’ kind of way. In a, I’m so overwhelmed with STUPID.SHIT that my head is going to explode. It amazes me that in the year 2009, we still are MANUALLY processing and maintaining certain very important aspects of our business, three times over. And to all of you who complain about the fact that I (or we, collectively) are not at your beck and call every hour of every day, deal with it. You come sit in my shoes and then we’ll talk.
Sincerely,
The Disgruntled IT Go To Girl
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Today has been one of those crappy, cold and rainy days here in the Lowcountry. In Yankee times, I would have hoped for snow and truthfully, with as cold and bitter as it has been the past few days, I wouldn’t have been surprised. No lie, we were downtown last night and there was a fountain in the garden of a hotel that was FROZEN! It was a sight to see. Regardless, this is South Carolina and snow is pretty much non-existent so we just have to be accepting of gray skies, crisp air and puddles and puddles of rain.
Even Charleston gets cold!
But dreary, rainy days give me the perfect excuse to do absolutely nothing but surf the Internet, watch TV and wear my pajamas all day. Steve hates this! He tries to act like he is all good with having a relaxing weekend where we have no obligations, no errands and spend nothing but after a few hours of doing nothing, he is as antsy as a five year old. Whereas I, on the other hand, relish days where I can veg out and do nothing and not feel guilty about what needs to be done and hasn’t or what rooms I could be cleaning. Sometimes I feel bad about him being bored – like maybe we should use the free time to go out as a couple and enjoy something and just get to know each other again. Or something like that. Other times, when he whines that he’s bored, I want to whack him in the face with his XBox controller, just to get the point across that he’s a grown man with hundreds, maybe thousands, of dollars of fancy toys and tools and he STILL can’t find something to entertain himself.
Meanwhile, I never have enough time to fit in all the things that entertain me.
