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Last week, I was a ball of energy where work was concerned. I feel like I actually began to accomplish things, and make folks realize I'm serious about the job. That said, between work and spending time with my friends, I let this journal go. *shrug* Better for me to be living life than writing about it, right?
The primary thing that I accomplished last week was that I managed to get my schedule pretty much done on Wednesday. That has always been the bane of my existence. :) Yet, when I went in for work on Thursday, I had -- at most -- a couple of tweaks to make to it. I halfway suspect that getting the schedule done set the tone for the rest of my week. Confidence returned, and it showed in my efficiency and interactions. I may generally be more confident now than I was even six months ago, but this was a shot in the arm to that.
Friday, I had a dream that left me pondering things I had been thinking about, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd Done Something™. Oh, I know it sounds silly, but I woke up with a feeling that it was no ordinary dream. Given the subject matter of my dream, though, I will refrain from posting it here. (Speculate all that you like, but I will not confirm, deny, or acknowledge any accusations.)
I didn't sleep well at all on Friday night. I don't know if it was because I was off on Saturday, or something more, but I had a hell of a time sleeping. I'd sleep for about an hour, then wake up and be up for 2-3 hours. Lather, rinse repeat.
I finally got up around 1030am, because I had been sweating enough that my pillowcase was wet. That was an unpleasant feeling. Well,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strieson came over, and we discussed the possibility of doing another Pathfinder game. We tossed around ideas until about 545pm, when I had to leave to go to Bahama Breeze for a "department head outing". That is, where all the people in charge of my store went and had dinner. I wasn't interested, but you know how it is with corporate picnics, etc. You have to show up for at least a little bit. I wound up having some decent fun, but my head was seriously hurting by the time I left at 9pm.
I managed to get to bed by 11pm, but woke at 1am with a splitting headache. I took some Advil, and prayed I would get back to sleep soon, because I had to be at work at 5am to do payroll. The day went pretty smoothly, though I forgot to do the head count for this week's schedule, because I had to write some people up. I'll get that done tomorrow.
I'd go into more detail about today, but my head is beginning to hurt, and I suspect that I need sleep to get rid of this pain, so I will cut it short. I will say, though, that Game of Thrones gets better with every episode. Jon likes it so much, he calls it the "hour of epic" at my house. :)
I have so much more I still need to do, but I'm going to have to let it go for now. Sleep must take priority, even though I think I owe the golden-haired owner of Brisingamen a chat. Maybe she'll pull me aside while I sleep?
The primary thing that I accomplished last week was that I managed to get my schedule pretty much done on Wednesday. That has always been the bane of my existence. :) Yet, when I went in for work on Thursday, I had -- at most -- a couple of tweaks to make to it. I halfway suspect that getting the schedule done set the tone for the rest of my week. Confidence returned, and it showed in my efficiency and interactions. I may generally be more confident now than I was even six months ago, but this was a shot in the arm to that.
Friday, I had a dream that left me pondering things I had been thinking about, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd Done Something™. Oh, I know it sounds silly, but I woke up with a feeling that it was no ordinary dream. Given the subject matter of my dream, though, I will refrain from posting it here. (Speculate all that you like, but I will not confirm, deny, or acknowledge any accusations.)
I didn't sleep well at all on Friday night. I don't know if it was because I was off on Saturday, or something more, but I had a hell of a time sleeping. I'd sleep for about an hour, then wake up and be up for 2-3 hours. Lather, rinse repeat.
I finally got up around 1030am, because I had been sweating enough that my pillowcase was wet. That was an unpleasant feeling. Well,
strieson came over, and we discussed the possibility of doing another Pathfinder game. We tossed around ideas until about 545pm, when I had to leave to go to Bahama Breeze for a "department head outing". That is, where all the people in charge of my store went and had dinner. I wasn't interested, but you know how it is with corporate picnics, etc. You have to show up for at least a little bit. I wound up having some decent fun, but my head was seriously hurting by the time I left at 9pm. I managed to get to bed by 11pm, but woke at 1am with a splitting headache. I took some Advil, and prayed I would get back to sleep soon, because I had to be at work at 5am to do payroll. The day went pretty smoothly, though I forgot to do the head count for this week's schedule, because I had to write some people up. I'll get that done tomorrow.
I'd go into more detail about today, but my head is beginning to hurt, and I suspect that I need sleep to get rid of this pain, so I will cut it short. I will say, though, that Game of Thrones gets better with every episode. Jon likes it so much, he calls it the "hour of epic" at my house. :)
I have so much more I still need to do, but I'm going to have to let it go for now. Sleep must take priority, even though I think I owe the golden-haired owner of Brisingamen a chat. Maybe she'll pull me aside while I sleep?
