Monday, May 2, 2011

A bad sign.

Well, darling invisible friend. Well, well, well. Here we are again. And here I am, back at work.

That sound you hear is my sobbing.

I found myself staring plaintively at the clock at 0900, thinking, "Only eleven hours to go." I checked the calendar to see if my next day off is still four days away. My coworker Tonya and I have already analyzed the summer holiday schedule and tried to work out if any extra time would be available.

Yeah. Already.

One might have thought that I would have returned to work refreshed, rejuvenated and ready to face work with a new and improved attitude. One would be wrong to think it, but there it is.

I'm wearing black today. And listening to Gregorian chants.


1 comment:

  1. Deep breath! The weekend is right around the corner.