I’ve been a bit tightly wound lately.
Actually, I was quite literally so last week when I randomly ended up with a jacked up neck and muscle spasms after a nice solid year-plus without one. There my winning streak, I suppose. *le sigh
But outside of the pain in my neck (the literal one, of course), I thought I’d been doing pretty well until this week hit.
And boy did it hit hard.
I thought last week was rough with my neck issue and I even remember telling a coworker on Friday that I felt like I’d had a “week of Mondays”… boy did someone decide to make me eat those words.
So here I am feeling like i could say those words yet again, but fighting the urge to do so if for no other reason than I just don’t want to incite the powers that be to shout another “Challenge Accepted” and have to go through this yet again next week.
Point taken, man. Point. Taken.
I think you get my drift. I am a-strugglin. And often when I have times like this, I’ll just call it and take a half day. Or even just go full-throttle and take a full personal day (assuming my SIL is at work and I’ll actually get the house to myself). But thanks to the pain in the neck that was last week, I’m pretty screwed on hours at work and need to get it together.
Translation: no dice.
Well, I did leave about 2 hours early one day just because I could no longer talk myself out of it. It wasn’t my proudest moment, but don’t worry… once again, the powers that be didn’t let me down. I got home to find our bedroom smelled like urine for some horribly, ridiculously unacceptable reason and after scrubbing the entire floor clean and hopping in the shower, Studly got home and walked in to announce that the dog had just puked on the bedroom carpet. The one that I had just scrubbed clean. And as he finished telling me this while I dried my hair, we heard the all-too-familiar sounds of more upchuck happening in the closet.
WHY MUST YOU PROVE YOUR POINT SO LOUDLY, powers that be?! I get it already! As stated above… POINT. TAKEN.
So you see? Next time I feel like I should just call it a day and go home early, I’ll remember this day. And find some other way to busy my mind just so that I don’t have to scrub mystery-urine and fresh puppy puke from my carpet instead.
The urine does have an explanation and I swear it’s not weird. It’s still gross, don’t get me wrong, but it’s because of a little unofficial foster pup that we’ve taken in over the past couple of weeks (she found us, and we haven’t been able to find her home, yet). We aren’t sure if it’s her doing it, or our Pup doing it to reclaim the space as his (insert look of disdain here), but there… ya see? We’re not grosslings (’cause that’s a thing, right?).
We now return to our regularly scheduled programming.
It’s just been a week where my to-do list is growing faster than the invite list to a rabbit family reunion (uh… yeah. exactly), my to-done list is quite literally invisible (mostly because it’s all still on my dumb rabbit list, instead), and a new project at work is making me feel like I don’t even sprechen sie englisch… as in I have no idea what’s even going on because I’m the kid that came late to the party and everyone talks a mile-a-minute about everything because they all “get it” and I’m just the one that’s hiding in the corner and hoping no one notices I’m there. *deep breath
Why can’t everyone have summers off like we did in school? And while we’re at it, why do they set us up for such disappointment? Why do they ever begin giving us months off each year, along with extended breaks for Christmas if we aren’t going to always get them? And while we’re here… Recess, people …am I right?!
There I go again. Welcome to the funk, everyone.
Anywho, at the end of the day, there’s really no one major reason why I’ve been “grumpy” (to put it simply). I just have. And I think I need to do something crafty or go for a run (if it’d stop frigging raining and being so dadgum cold, already) or just find something to snap me out of it.
Maybe I can convince Studly to take me out to dinner this weekend. There’s nothing a good carb overload can’t fix, right?
Unless your problem is eating your feelings (looks around awkwardly… then raises hand timidly).
Who am I kidding.
BRING ME THE BREAD!
I’m a little late posting this… Seeing as how it’s almost Tuesday, but today has been a pretty blah day.
I’ve been sick most of the weekend, for some odd reason, so it was kind’ve a waste as far as getting anything done. Luckily, the East coast was hit with more snow (yay?) and we were given the day off of work, so I was able to get some more much needed rest, as well as getting a little laundry done.
Studly and I were both off work so we got to spend some time together, which was awesome. Unfortunately, that means that he will be working some longer hours this week to make up for today’s day off, so it was a little bittersweet. I feel like it was a great time for me… Getting to actually have a nice day to enjoy before going back to work, since sickness and sleep stole much of my weekend.
Anywho, this Monday was anything but typical for us, but all-in-all it was a good day. The downside is….. Having Mondays off always seems to make Tuesday that much harder to bare.
How about y’all – How was your Monday? Anyone else get a surprise day off thanks to one final snow?
And finally: is anyone else as done with this winter as I am?! Ugh!!