and so it goes
Jan. 3rd, 2008 01:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitereflectionFirst day back, went about as well as expected. Very cold in the building, so tired my head was swimming, already back to my Starbucks addiction. And the usual book shipments, etc. waiting, though it's so far not overwhelming--nothing like the huge onslaught coming back last year.
But Mom's left, and I felt stupid but it left me crying. I was dumb and stopped at the grocery store for a quick few items--not knowing my brother'd come over to pick her up early (to take her to my aunt's, who will take her to the airport in what's now a few hours). Didn't call home to see if I'd arrive home too late, and they didn't call me to say that she was going. I know I'd said goodbye before I left work in the morning, but to get home and have expected one last hug, then her not there, I just broke down.
Then it got kinda stupider--she'd left her credit card at Red Robin last night, which is why my brother came to get her early, so they could get it. But when I got ahold of her by cell, she was really upset that I was upset, and I was feeling horrid that she could tell I was upset, and she was feeling guilty, and I was feeling guilty about making her feel guilty--then she realized she hadn't left my front door keys with us. So after all that, she had to have my brother bring her by the house anyway, to drop those off, so I got my final hug and goodbye.
So anyway, that, and obviously sleep's been screwed up the last few days again, and hormonemo, and I think I'm getting that cold going around. Good combo! So I was kinda lazy ingame, because I just didn't feel like doing anything. Asked to be one of those sitting outside of the instance, just talked with people, read some ficcage, listened to some music, sniffled and coughed a bunch.
Anyway, off to bed. Grab a few hours again--probably feel like today, and need coffee again. Hopefully the cold thing doesn't really set in. This is *so* not the time for missing work. Two other incoming book shipments, plus a workshop next Wednesday, two meetings tomorrow, desk hours tomorrow and Friday, etc etc.
After this song. Alison Krause and Union Station's It Doesn't Matter is terribly, terribly, wonderfully pretty.
[Edit: And sometimes I just need to toss up some webcomic links, because there are still bits that make me go heh even when wobbly.
http://www.nataliedee.com/nd-archives/ndarchive-jan08.php ♥
http://bunny.frozenreality.co.uk/index.php?id=1070 i'll set the building on fire... ]
But Mom's left, and I felt stupid but it left me crying. I was dumb and stopped at the grocery store for a quick few items--not knowing my brother'd come over to pick her up early (to take her to my aunt's, who will take her to the airport in what's now a few hours). Didn't call home to see if I'd arrive home too late, and they didn't call me to say that she was going. I know I'd said goodbye before I left work in the morning, but to get home and have expected one last hug, then her not there, I just broke down.
Then it got kinda stupider--she'd left her credit card at Red Robin last night, which is why my brother came to get her early, so they could get it. But when I got ahold of her by cell, she was really upset that I was upset, and I was feeling horrid that she could tell I was upset, and she was feeling guilty, and I was feeling guilty about making her feel guilty--then she realized she hadn't left my front door keys with us. So after all that, she had to have my brother bring her by the house anyway, to drop those off, so I got my final hug and goodbye.
So anyway, that, and obviously sleep's been screwed up the last few days again, and hormonemo, and I think I'm getting that cold going around. Good combo! So I was kinda lazy ingame, because I just didn't feel like doing anything. Asked to be one of those sitting outside of the instance, just talked with people, read some ficcage, listened to some music, sniffled and coughed a bunch.
Anyway, off to bed. Grab a few hours again--probably feel like today, and need coffee again. Hopefully the cold thing doesn't really set in. This is *so* not the time for missing work. Two other incoming book shipments, plus a workshop next Wednesday, two meetings tomorrow, desk hours tomorrow and Friday, etc etc.
After this song. Alison Krause and Union Station's It Doesn't Matter is terribly, terribly, wonderfully pretty.
[Edit: And sometimes I just need to toss up some webcomic links, because there are still bits that make me go heh even when wobbly.
http://www.nataliedee.com/nd-archives/ndarchive-jan08.php ♥
http://bunny.frozenreality.co.uk/index.php?id=1070 i'll set the building on fire... ]
