Anyways, I'm thinking this may be the year I actually use a few of my sick days as mental health days. Plenty of my co-workers do, but I always felt a bit guilty about doing that. We'll see.
The other thing that's causing a bit of angst is that I'm still not getting accustomed to seeing Jon only once a week. With our opposite schedules (I work from 7am to 3:3opm and he works from 3pm to midnight) we see each other once a week, twice if we're lucky (he works Tuesday to Saturday, me: Monday to Friday). It's very tough. I feel like we never see each other and that's pretty crummy. I know it isn't permanent, but I still don't like it. I try to just focus on the fact that we both have jobs, and in this economy (especially in Michigan-hello 15% unemployment) that's what matters.
Some days are just tough though. :(
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Not even just ordinary lint, but wet lint? That's bad. ;)
Yes, wet lint. I completely lost it with them today. Only two kids in a class of 26 did the reading. It was enraging.
I know you won't believe me, but trust me: years from now, when you've settled into a married routine and he's leaving weird pube-looking hairs in the bathroom, you'll wish you only saw him once a week. I know from experience.
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