Sooooo tired. Today was a little crazy at work. I was actually able to do the payroll today, with my supervisor, of course- but I know what to expect now. I can handle it. There are things I need to learn, but today made me feel even more excited to be in this position. It reminds me of when I used to play office in my bedroom. Haha.
I really like the girls that I’m working with AND my supervisor. There is a really unique feeling in the office- everyone is motivated but it’s not at anyone else’s expense. When there are problems/miscommunications with other departments- they get brought up and talked about. It should, at the very least, be interesting.
So yes- that’s about all I did today. Went to work, took a 20 minute lunch, and worked until about 5:30. I can really see how payroll days will just fly away from us. I really wasn’t feeling food- but my stomach was upset for most the morning. My supervisor gave me some beef soup- and although I thought I would throw it up on her desk, I ate it and felt a lot better. Nice nice S.
When I got home I thought- nap? or cleaning? I honestly haven’t cleaned the house since before I left my last job. Well, not well anyway. I think I’ve found the cure for OCD. Absolute, sheer, utter exhaustion. However, after my nap yesterday afternoon I spent the night on the couch trying to fall asleep- so TONIGHT I chose cleaning. It feels good being in a clean home again. Now tomorrow I can concentrate on sleeping, science, and spending time with my WONDERFUL husband who folded laundry and made the bed and took out the trash and called the insurance company and did so many other nice things for me (us) this week.
Tonight is John’s last night at Blue Host- most likely. I can’t tell you how relieved I am that I’ll get to see him at night, or AT ALL, from now on. For the last week it’s been get up, leave around 8am, get home at 5:30pm, check in with him online, and then he gets home at 10. At which point I am tired. And cranky, and prone to cry because I’ve had a whole day of hormones and stress and new things all saved up to talk to him about. And then there are the irrational fears and the guilt over not being able to do as much lately as I did before. Pile all that on together, and it’s probably 30 min to an hour that we had together a day, most of which was spent with me being slightly hysterical.
Yeah. I’m ready for that to change.
So I think it might be time for a bath (um, maybe actually shave my legs. Yeah, I went from every day of my life to not for a week. THAT’S how tired I’ve been.) and then to make some dinner for my favorite guy.
