Guess which weekend I've been asked to work. Y'know, as in work the whole weekend.
If I were positive I had never mentioned the name of my employer in this journal, I'd also tell you why "everybody is going to be in" this weekend. I'd mention how recently we all heard about that, and I'd also explain why I suddenly, as of 3:30pm today, "should" be among those people. When I mentally take a step back it's almost funny. I've gone beyond being stressed; intellectually I realize that caring is counterproductive and I've really got to stop. (Last time I was this stressed about a job, my friends and family unanimously nagged me to quit until I finally did.) But I'm not positive I haven't named the place, so I'll keep shut about the story.
It's not often I look forward to transcontinental flights near Christmas. Transcontinental flights through Chicago, no less. I once spent over twenty-four hours in Chicago O'Hare. Today that prospect seems... relaxing. Peaceful. I'm looking forward to it.
Forty for the party.
If I were positive I had never mentioned the name of my employer in this journal, I'd also tell you why "everybody is going to be in" this weekend. I'd mention how recently we all heard about that, and I'd also explain why I suddenly, as of 3:30pm today, "should" be among those people. When I mentally take a step back it's almost funny. I've gone beyond being stressed; intellectually I realize that caring is counterproductive and I've really got to stop. (Last time I was this stressed about a job, my friends and family unanimously nagged me to quit until I finally did.) But I'm not positive I haven't named the place, so I'll keep shut about the story.
It's not often I look forward to transcontinental flights near Christmas. Transcontinental flights through Chicago, no less. I once spent over twenty-four hours in Chicago O'Hare. Today that prospect seems... relaxing. Peaceful. I'm looking forward to it.
Forty for the party.
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*hugsback* thanks!