Today I had to go to work again. I was very tempted to call in sick since I woke up feeling bad and off. I forced myself to haul my ass out of bed and go, though, and be semi-peppy throughout the day, despite it being rather difficult today.
I went to work, albeit, running late, and looking like I was running late in sweatpants and a devil-may-care hair style. At least I am pretending it was, it may have just been a not-brushed hairstyle.
I tried to have a laid back day and work, and I was working at a house where this was possible. I made sure that I had some caffeine this morning to jump start my day.
I went through my day, several times being tempted to tell my very understand co-worker that I needed to come home. I really did not want to do this though, and managed to push through. I took an Anaprox at one point and this may have helped mildly, I am not quite sure.
After I left work I went to my parents house for dinner, my dad just got home from a convention across the country. I talked to them and spent about three hours with them, hearing about the convention, talking about work, my upcoming appointments this week, and things of that nature.
I came home, feeling very exhausted, and my girlfriend was not feeling well, which immediately put how I am feeling out of my mind. Things seem to have mellowed now though, the imminent worry of why has passed.
There are some other things from today that have made it not such a great day. Complicated things that I feel like my health has yet again interfered with my life. My girlfriend her application to graduate school, and I have decided not to apply right now. I am extremely excited for her, of course, and I want her to go; it is however a little difficult to watch her so excited about the application submission and starting grad school, when I feel like I am held back. I feel like not going is the right decision for me at this point in time, but right decisions aren't always easily accepted, are they?
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