Man what a week. I ended up taking a day off on Friday to recharge myself. I get 17 days of paid time off per year, and while most of it will be spent going to other people’s weddings later this year, I will fully enjoy each of my 17 days.
I’m not usually the person who just takes time off, but working in customer service is draining. You need to charge your batteries so you can fully give to others again. I was running on empty for a while between going back and forth to the hospital, shoveling, etc.
This week is a continuation of the themes from Sunday Lately 3. I’m not sure if anything is still the same or matches up, but here’s what we’ve got this week…
Dwelling
I’ve been thinking a lot about my father’s upcoming surgery a lot. It’s his fourth in under two years.
Helping
I’ve been lucky to have neighbors who are helping me this week. There’s been a lot of snow during the day and I have been coming home to a freshly cleared driveway. Bless the snow angels who are helping me out. I’ll pay back the acts of kindness with cookies and Oreo biscotti.
Forgetting
To get my tax stuff together. I really have to get on that. I hate having to get that together because I always think that I’m forgetting something. I try to keep my receipts separate during the year, but without fail, I end up running around and printing things out, leaaving things in the wrong place, etc.
Switching
From coffee to tea. Some days. Not always. But I try.
I know I should drink more water, but I just don’t want to drink something cold in the winter, so I end up drinking a lot of coffee because that is my go-to. I get up, walk around at work, and just naturally find myself by the Keurig.
Relying
I’m still relying on Jonathan. He’s been fantastic. It was wonderful to spend an extra day together this week. I’ve been relying on phone calls to my mom a lot this week. They’re long and there are a few deep conversations, but it’s mostly a distraction from the suckiness of everything, which is so necessary.
And my aunts, too. They have been so helpful with my father in the hospital. It’s unfortunate that he’s surrounded entirely by women with no manly break in the action.
