Worn Out
May 03, 2004
Well my weekend blew. I moved all day on Saturday and unpacked and got settled on Sunday. It doesn't feel like I even got a weekend. It feels like I went from one job on Friday after work to a much harder one for the weekend and then came back to the paying one this morning. I never want to move again. Unfortunately, because I didn't buy a house (this time) I'm going to have to move at least one more time.
Because of this, I don't feel too much like being at work today. Which is sort of weird because, in the fourteen months I've worked in my job, I've only felt this a couple of times. I really love my job. In fact, most days, its not really a job, its just what I do everyday. It also turns out that I get paid to do that, which is handy because I'd probably be doing it even if they didn't pay me to.
So, I got up this morning and decided I need to make my vacation plans for the summer as soon as I possibly can. I need to have a date in mind to look forward to. This summer I'd like to go to San Diego (to visit a college roommate), Boston (a friend), Ann Arbor (another roommate), and St. Louis (a convention which will be fun).
In the meantime, I plan on going home tonight and sleeping. Sleeping long. Sleeping hard.