When I glanced up and saw a colleague at my door, I barely refrained from saying out loud. Still, all I could think was "What the hell could you possibly want from me now?" It was shortly after I helped her that I packed up my things and walked out of the building before noon. I'd sent a short note to Adam that I was past my limit and needed some time to settle.
It's not been a terrible week, I thought as I headed to fetch breadsticks, hummus and chocolate. (I wanted them.) I had dinner with a friend one night. Worked on early and late teleconferences and did lots of tasks between them. I went for a meal with some visiting collaborators last night, doing my best to be peppy, charming and engaged with their stories. I enjoyed it - they were lovely, fascinating people who do interesting work - but barely stayed awake enough to drive home thanks to the single margarita I enjoyed.
So I picked up a paperback and some snacks and drove home. I took a nap and a shower (in that order). I read my book - it was mediocre - and relaxed. And I now feel capable of facing the last day of this week and the work that awaits me this weekend.
If I owe you an email, I'm sorry - I want to reply but I start sentences and can't think clearly enough to finish them. Thank you for your message and I'll be in touch soon.
3 comments:
Sometimes you just have to look after yourself!
Good for you. I am reaching that limit quickly this week. Can't wait for Thanksgiving for some time away.
Mmmmm, hummus as comfort food. Definitely something I can agree on. If you ever want a good recipe, let me know.
This week has been pretty much the same for me. Sometimes, I feel like we live in parallel universes or something, because quite often a post you write will fit in with recent experiences I'm having, too. Very strange, but kinda cool.
-soon-to-be
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