This week has been insane. I'm so tired that the other day when I was driving I thought I saw a guy walking down the street in a toga. He was actually wearing a pair of shorts and a wife beater — but you can see how I would get the two confused.
Then, this morning when I woke up I didn't know where I was — even though I was in my own bed.
I just have had a lot going on at work. I'm working on two large-scale projects, an enterprise story about how electronics are changing how we communicate, daily stories about grants and new interim chancellors, briefs ... the list goes on and on. On top of that we're dealing with a new online computer system that has so many glitches we're thinking of scrapping it.
At home, I have another whole neglected to-do list. Despite that, I have been trying to have some fun on my off time. Last night, I let my friend Jenn from church convince me to go to a barbecue. I'm glad I went, although I should have been home doing laundry and balancing my checkbook. I had the best steak I've ever ate.
A couple who came brought their newborn and three-year old son. The little boy is has so much energy, but sometimes it backfires on him. Last week, he ran head on into a table at the couple's home, leaving him with two black eyes. Last night, I was in the bathroom when I heard a thud that shook the floor. He had hit his head on an end table. There was a red and puffy welt on his forehead when I came out. Poor little guy. The thing is that the family is supposed to have pictures taken on Saturday — not to mention racking up multiple concussions at the age of three probably isn't a good idea.
Anyway, I'm glad it is almost the weekend. I'm going to a Carrie Underwood and Randy Travis concert tonight at a winery. We'll see if that does anything to clear my head.
Lesson learned: My brain is too fried to even think of one.
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Work sounds stressful. Thank goodness you have such talented, wonderful co-workers who help you get through it.
He was wearing "a wife beater?"??? What is that??? And what an awful term. I can relate to the stress of the week. I'm actually hiding out this weekend with a couple of good movies, a pizza and a bottle of wine. According to the New England Journal of Medicine, the combination of those three things lowers stress and builds brain cells. Here's to stronger brains!
to leroy- yes, my coworkers do help me make it throught the day, though some are soon abandoning me...
to mom- a wife beater is a white cotton tank top that usually men wear (though there are increasingly women's styles). it sort of has a white trash stimga to it so that's why its called that.
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