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Last night while I watched the finale of a show called Escape at Dannemora (which I would highly recommend watching if you have the time to start a new show) I got an email from someone at work. To make matters worse, this email was from someone whom I don’t particularly like.
It was a request for a few documents that they needed first thing tomorrow morning and apparently I was the only person in the entire goddamn office who could be of assistance. Now normally an email past working hours during a regular week would annoy me, but it wouldn’t necessarily ruin my evening.
I’d mutter something under my breath about how this job is starting to consume every hour of my life, find whatever the person who emailed me was looking for, and send it to them immediately not because I wanted to, but because I’d forget if I put it off until the morning.
But last night was a little different as it was my final day off before going back to regular working hours, and the email really did ruin my evening. As the show continued on I tried to get my mind off of what this guy was asking me for but I just could not do it.
I tried to my hardest to immerse myself in the plot of the show to no avail. I thought about it the rest of the night, even after I had shut down my computer where the show was playing and I thought about it all the way into this morning when I rolled out of bed and dragged ass into the office.
I got what was needed over to that guy who emailed me last night. I’ve had a few more emails of the same nature over the course of the morning and it’s been mostly routine stuff, but I’m finding myself annoyed at anything that causes me even the slightest inconvenience.
I’m shaking my head and sighing every time a new email notification or text message pops up from a coworker. The loud sigh is not something I have in my repertoire. I don’t know where it came from. I’m not consciously sighing – they just come out whenever I’m asked to do work today.
And yes – I realize that I’m at work and most of the time doing work is not fun. I know that when you’re at a job that it is expected that you complete tasks in a timely manner. But goddamnit I’m just not ready to be back right now. I’m still in that fog from NYE that I talked about on Monday.
I want to eat cookies and other Christmas related treats and have a glass of wine while I watch A Christmas Story for the fourth time in 24 hours. I miss my sweatpants and my couch and my weighted blanket. I promise I’ll stop complaining, I just need another day or so to get re-acclimated with the hellscape that is an office building. Fuck..