It's too much, it's too little.
Like many others out there in the blogosphere, my job is feast or famine. At five or six points in my career, after months without a day off I've hit total burnout and seriously thought about just giving it up. I run into a problem though. I can't think of anything else I'd rather do. Well I can, but I'm not willing to go back to the "lifestyle" I had at 23. Saltines and peanut butter are not a fave of mine for dinner anymore.
Today, I had zip to do at work. My project is still viable, but in a holding pattern at the moment. I feel like I've been in a waiting room all day. All Day. Allll freaking DAY.
So I find myself at the end of one of the lower stress days I've had in the last 30 years,
and I am dainbread.
I usually leave work late to let the traffic dissipate. Today, driving stop and go, bumper to bumper traffic was preferable to another minute at my desk. An hour and a half of s&g btb traffic.
SOOoooo..how was your day?