The weekend is so close. Less than 11 minutes until my shift is over.
I have to go to my dad’s to help him with something tomorrow. I also need to go grocery shopping tomorrow. Other than that? My schedule is open and clear.
If only I had booked vacation days on Monday and Tuesday… and Wednesday… and Thursday and Friday. Naw, a normal two day weekend will be enough (insert maniacal laughter here).
Less than nine minutes to go now. So close you can feel it. So very close.
A haiku for you about a question that I ask myself most afternoons.
Exhausted again.
I wonder what it feels like,
Not being tired.
Call this a Working Man’s Haiku-for-You.
Three hours to go,
Before I can head back home.
Let’s beat this work day!
The last couple of days I’ve had this pain in my eye. I feel like I got punched in my right eye. It hurts and it feels a little swollen and it’s itchy and sometimes it’s watery.
My question is…. Can I use this eye thing to get out of working in the office tomorrow and the day after?
Can I? Huh?
Yeah, I didn’t think so. Oh well.
Oh hello there, haiku milestone? Hey, is the plural of haiku, haikus? Asking for a milestone haiku (see below).
Two Hundred Haiku.
Are we sick of this stuff yet?
Naw, let’s do some more!
Fact: The cheese pizza from the kids meal at Chili’s is simultaneously revolting and AMAZING.
It is a marvel of modern culinary science.
You (probably) heard it here first.
Also, for the gastric bypass crowd: 23 grams of protein in that little sucker? Nice.
Planning for the next couple of days…………
Musical weekend.
We all need it to happen.
Play your guitar, Rob!
I’m feeling a little productive today. It’s a weird feeling. It’s also partially thanks to me cheating a little.
I mentioned yesterday that I had a project that is due today that I hadn’t had time to work on. I got it done. Boom. Well… I have to review it with some other people before it’s officially declared complete, but I’m in a good spot. The cheat? I started work about two hours early today so that I could get it done. Not a cheat, so much, as just being the kind of employee who manipulates time and space to get up to speed. Nothing much.
I am so freakin’ busy today though. Meetings on top of meetings, and we have dinner plans tonight, and I haven’t taken a shower yet because I spent my allotted daily shower time working. Ugh. I’ll get it all done. Just you watch me.
Okay, red head. Time for a meeting, then lunch, then a meeting, then a meeting. As Thursdays go… this sure is one.
I have a work project due tomorrow. Today I was too busy to work on it.
Shit.
A busy work day.
Balls to the wall all day long.
Ate up all my time.
After a four day weekend I’m back to work today. I’m actually writing this post on my phone while sitting in the parking lot because there was almost no traffic today and I’m ridiculously early. I thought I was running late all morning. Shows you what I know.
I feel exhausted. The exact opposite of what you expect to feel after a long weekend. What’s up with that?
I have a big paperwork project that’s due on Thursday but I think I would rather stab myself with a rusty fishhook than work on it. Insert frustrated sigh here. Oh well. At least I’ll be able to distract myself with what I expect will be 400-500 emails when I first punch in. I’ve got that going for me, I guess. Why exactly do we take vacation time again?
Okay, it’s time to struggle my way out of the car and into the building and up the stairs to my desk. Where did I leave that frustrated sigh again?
Inside the Red Head's Head 