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| *totally unrelated to this post: I got a new welcome mat! At my feet are swollen!!* |
It’s been awhile since I’ve worked more than twenty seven hours a week. I was on a part time trial for a few months and managing pretty well (I promise to stop whining about it soon).
The big girl pants are back on, however, and I’ve been working more. Although, I do have to admit and acknowledge a renewed commitment to caring about my work. I’ve worked nonstop this week from the moment I punch in until well after I should punch out. There’s nothing like a failed audit and work shame to get one motivated to do better.
All this to say-I’m old, and tired, and so completely useless when I get home after the sun has set. I tell myself I’m just acclimating to the time change and getting comfy in the BGPs (big girl pants).
Also? Confession? I reeeeaaalllly wanted to skip Day Five of #NaBloPoMo. Yay me, for showing up and working to string some sentences together.
