When do I get to retire? No, seriously…
Too many deadlines, not enough time to breathe or relax, too many out of control roadblocks and random FUBAR situations that no sane persone could have forseen.
I’m still upright and taking nourishment, but I feel like I’ve done fifteen rounds with Ali or Frazier this weekend, and tomorrow’s not going to be any better.
On top of all of that, I’ve been fighting a cold for the last week and some sort of comes-and-goes GI issues that have made me extremely cranky for weeks.
The worst part is the lack of sleep – between the hours, and the pressure, my dreams are wall to wall stress, trying to complete monsterous Excel files and being trapped in old jobs with old coworkers who I was not fond of to begin with.
They say “this too will pass.” Well, yes, that’s true. Just like kidney stones do. Been there, done that!
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