The talismanic cats and dragon on my necklace did not make todays’ anticipated unpleasant meetings go any better, but it made me feel a little better to have them along, so I guess it worked. (Actually that’s not true; the phone meeting with the the farthest-reaching consequences ended a bit more hopefully than I expected. Slightly. Though I don’t suppose the necklace is responsible.)
For assorted reasons we’ve canceled the big presentations I had to do this week, possibly a good thing as my voice is not up to par at the moment (now I just have a bunch of smaller ones) and I’m reallyreally tempted to take a sick day tomorrow, especially as I have now reached the lovely stage of trying not to retch as I cough up the crap in my throat and chest. I’m sure my officemates are thrilled to have me here. However, I don’t really feel bad the rest of the time, and the stuff on my schedule for tomorrow is just slightly too important to miss unless I start feeling much worse. I do wish my ears would unblock, though.
I’m supposed to row tomorrow. We’ve hardly been on the water lately so I hate to cancel – I guess I’ll just go and we can at least work on technique.
What will holidays and travel, this will be my first full 5-day work week since about mid-April. I don’t think I like them.
I’d welcome a 5 day work week… as it is, I work 7 days a week, so a day off has faded from my memory… they must be nice. Sick days are also not on my itinerary any longer. At my current occupation, taking one is not conducive to keeping my sanity, so if I ever get sick, working right thru it is the norm… In more than 7 years, I haven’t taken one sick day. Oh, I’ve been sick, but had to work nevertheless.