I hate the post-vacation blues, even if the vacation itself wasn't anything spectacular. But my two-day stay at Universal Studios was at least a respite from the norm and a chance to get away, and now it's a full week away.
I should be in better spirits as we just submitted the final payroll file for the annual bonus, so we're pretty much in the clear. Just a few post payment issues to contend with, lot of catching up to do, and then I should be able to coast through these last two months of the year. But between the stress and what feels like a wave of unpleasantness from my clients, I ain't feelin' it.
Not helping are the new multivitamins and dietary supplement. On the one hand, they have me full of energy. On the other, I can't seem to fucking get any REM sleep. It's either that or the lack of sleep during my vacation, exacerbated by the heat, has me out of whack. I didn't have the mental energy for church group on Wednesday nor the gym today.
So I'm writing this to simply consciously tell my mind that everything's pretty hunky dory. I have about three grand coming my way next week for my part of the bonus, and a lot to be proud of in the accomplishment of getting it paid. I will eventually catch up on work. And the trip to SD for Christmas, hosted by my little sis Marie, is but a month and a half away. Not to mention reunions with some old high school chums, one of whom I haven't seen in over ten years.
Do ya buy that, brain?
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