It's been a weird weekend. Much of it has been a struggle. But it hasn't been all bad either. There's a kink in the hose somewhere. It's frustrating to be forced to acknowledge that there are things I won't be able to do again at the same time I am trying to weather the beginnings of new paths. Work today was a great struggle. I have to learn how to handle days where I don't kick ass. Maybe I tried to do too much. I attempted to juggle a bunch of tasks that take a while to do, and I got really stressed out that I wouldn't finish in time, so naturally things snowballed and 8:00 came way too soon. So I went home in a horrible mood.
So I don't really have much to say. I was just so busy yesterday, I didn't sit down and write. Sickness, work, sleep deprivation, and a bunch of social activities kept me whizzing around in search of equilibrium. I did not find it until I resolved to drink water while everyone else enjoyed cocktails.
Now I have two days. Time to recover. Time to put something of value together. Time to go back to work on Mon(Wednes)day with something to show for the time. To drop a couple time pennies in the piggy bank.