The lack of commute in was wonderful. Amy and Mike were the best, letting me stay at their house. I smiled and chuckled every time I tried to divest my shirt of the plentiful amounts of Husky hair. The trench coat pickup was successful as well.
My conversations with
I’ve got the email addresses for all but one of my reader/reviewers.
I brought my notebook to IPM last night with the intention of writing. Instead, I calmed down, warmed up, and smiled again thanks to
Today has been odd in the extreme already. I got little to no rest last night, probably because of being upset at Dad. I woke up with an extreme sinus headache. I took some Motrin Sinus for it, but it wasn’t kicking in. I was getting cold sweats and head wierdness all the way on the commute. I nearly fell asleep several times, but I kept myself on the road. I sure as hell didn’t want to turn back to the TWP and call in sick. Not today.
So I got here my usual 50 minutes early, and told my pod-mate (who started at 6) that I was gonna see if I could find a place to take a nap. He suggested the sofa/lounge/postmodern thingy upstairs by the training area, as there would be little to no traffic. So, I set the alarm on my phone and took a good 35 to 40 minute nap. I warmed up when I slept and the medicine kicked in. I feel 100% better, and ready to deal with the day.
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