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I had 28 hours of holiday pay, so I decided to use that extra 4 hours and took a half day today. I plan to watch more Umbrella Academy. We're on Season 2 now, and I'm still loving it. Or alternately, we could watch some Bill and Ted. We'll see. Several people who watched the movie said it made them cry, and I'm not sure I'm up for that today.
I didn't realize how much politics and uncertainty had been plaguing me until last night. I was doomscrolling Twitter, as you do, and ended up so overstimulated that when the dog barked, I lost it. Cried for a solid half hour, went and laid down, cried a little more. Then I felt better.
I think Shelly's right. We need a day away from shit. I miss life. I like working from home, but I'm missing human interaction. Also, Starbucks. I'm missing the Starbucks near my work like hell. I haven't had a latte in 6 months. Or one of their excellent morning buns. I keep saying maybe I'll go one morning, but I never do. Part of the problem is that I can get Jess and I lattes, but Dad's lactose intolerant, so I'd have to get him almond or soy milk, and I don't know how he'd like that.
At least my coworkers haven't been as whiny the last few weeks. There has been no comparing themselves to the Egyptian slaves who built the pyramids recently. We make pretty decent money for not a whole lot of work. Even when it is a lot of work, it's still easy work. And they periodically offer overtime, so you can make even more money. It's a good job, with good benefits. (I have a $20 copay for my psych or PCP, and I've never seen a bill for xrays or labwork. I'm sure if we got into more pricey care, there would be bills, but it's better than any insurance I've had, and that included Jess working for the state.)
I need to ask about switching shifts. This 10am start time is balls. I miss the few months they had us all working at 8am-4:30pm. That was nice. I had just enough time to do my thing, and check my normal websites, and have my coffee, and then just as I was done, it was time to work. Plus I'd have an hour and a half afterwards before Shelly came home. It was nice to get to wind down.
I feel like I'm unfair to Shelly sometimes. She just wants to talk about her day, and everything she's retweeted during the day, and what an asshole the Cheeto is. I get it. And I like knowing what's going in her life. Sometimes, I just need to retreat from the political stuff she's so enthusiastic about.
Okay, on with the day.
I didn't realize how much politics and uncertainty had been plaguing me until last night. I was doomscrolling Twitter, as you do, and ended up so overstimulated that when the dog barked, I lost it. Cried for a solid half hour, went and laid down, cried a little more. Then I felt better.
I think Shelly's right. We need a day away from shit. I miss life. I like working from home, but I'm missing human interaction. Also, Starbucks. I'm missing the Starbucks near my work like hell. I haven't had a latte in 6 months. Or one of their excellent morning buns. I keep saying maybe I'll go one morning, but I never do. Part of the problem is that I can get Jess and I lattes, but Dad's lactose intolerant, so I'd have to get him almond or soy milk, and I don't know how he'd like that.
At least my coworkers haven't been as whiny the last few weeks. There has been no comparing themselves to the Egyptian slaves who built the pyramids recently. We make pretty decent money for not a whole lot of work. Even when it is a lot of work, it's still easy work. And they periodically offer overtime, so you can make even more money. It's a good job, with good benefits. (I have a $20 copay for my psych or PCP, and I've never seen a bill for xrays or labwork. I'm sure if we got into more pricey care, there would be bills, but it's better than any insurance I've had, and that included Jess working for the state.)
I need to ask about switching shifts. This 10am start time is balls. I miss the few months they had us all working at 8am-4:30pm. That was nice. I had just enough time to do my thing, and check my normal websites, and have my coffee, and then just as I was done, it was time to work. Plus I'd have an hour and a half afterwards before Shelly came home. It was nice to get to wind down.
I feel like I'm unfair to Shelly sometimes. She just wants to talk about her day, and everything she's retweeted during the day, and what an asshole the Cheeto is. I get it. And I like knowing what's going in her life. Sometimes, I just need to retreat from the political stuff she's so enthusiastic about.
Okay, on with the day.
