There’s something about working with the public. The incubation period of every disease in the known universe is the exact length of time required to wreck your next day off. Go in to work on a Monday morning, and you will most certainly be feeling feverish by Friday afternoon. On the bright side, you’ll be back to your usual self in time to go back to work the next week.
And, we’re in the middle of a global pandemic, so, I spent my days off feeling like Silent Hypoxia here I come! (Okay. No. Not Covid.)
I will probably die on a weekend with weeks worth of paid sick time.
And so, I wound up not getting a lot of things done.
I’m moving all of my plans to next time.
It’s a cycle that I really need to break free from.