Not only has Michael been working like crazy lately, but now my work is picking up. At first it was nice to have a little action in the office. Then it turned into being on-call for emails until late at night, but at least I was answering those emails from the comfort of my sofa.
Today, I tried to make a run for the sofa. Twice. But I just didn't make it. The first time I had shut down my computer, and was picking up my purse when my iPhone did that little email buzz. The second time I made it about halfway home on the subway and had to turn around.
Now I am at the office late. Doing actual work and stuffing my face with junk food (thank goodness for the combini!). And I feel sorry for myself.
It's silly, really - I mean, Michael is at the office until all hours every day. If HE came home at 11pm (which is what I'm shooting for tonight), we would celebrate that he got off work so early.
Heck - he's at the office late on WEEKENDS. I freely make plans on my weekends, without a second thought to whether I might have to work - it just never happens.
So, really, I'm just a work petal. I can't hack this "busy" thing.
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2 comments:
Your sense of normal is just messed up. :) Today I thought someone was breaking in the house when T.J. showed up at 7pm. :)
Hi girl. Glad u are in the flow. Remember to take care of u and to spend some login time too.
Side note: iI became auntie ( again) today.
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