- Work: Two weeks ago a happily gave up my office to our new administrative assistant. It wasn't a totally private office as part of the wall is glass, but it was the largest and nicest office (I've been at the library the longest, hence the office). I don't regret giving up the office and going back to the main work room because I'm actually able to concentrate on the work I love and not bother with billing and receiving, scheduling, and supplies and purchasing. BUT I am having difficulty adjusting to my lack of privacy. Luckily I'm right across from my coworker friend and we spend a lot of time discussing books while we work and that is nice. What is distracting is the constant people passing by, the random questions, the fact that I can't pass gas or answer a call from my daughter asking if she can have extra ice cream or do much of anything without impacting everyone around me. Today I was mortified. I was stuck in what was supposed to be an online training and ended up being a sales pitch. I needed to stay for the entire thing, but I didn't have to listen if you know what I mean). I picked up my phone and decided to watch a tweeted video of twelve-year-old Ryan Gosling dancing to C+C music factory. I thought I had muted it... nope. I maxed the volume. And it blasted through the work area. I am a total dumbass. Also we are currently migrating systems and headaches are very much present in my day to day work.
- Mini-Vacation: All of my vacation must be used up by 06/30 or it rolls into sick time. I have about 2.5 days left and I've decided to use them up the rest of the week. Wednesday - Friday will be a mini-vacation of sorts. Hope will be home, but Atticus is going to daycare and Sam will be at work. I have plans to sleep, read, and putz about the house. Maybe even work up some more blog posts.
- Sleep: I really want to sleep. DESPERATELY. I'm not a napper and I never get up late; 5:30am weekend or not I'm up. Unless I'm sick, I don't go back to bed in the morning. Now I just want to lie in a cool, dark room for 10 hours a day. I'm so tired that when I go to bed I can't get comfortable or fall asleep. It is a bone-aching, sinking fatigue and I hate it.
- Pregnancy: I go to my first appoint in early July and frankly I have had a hard time believing that I'm pregnant. The test was positive. No period. Fatigue. My breasts hurt when Atticus latches on. I know I'm pregnant, but it doesn't feel real. I'm also having a sort of mixed bag attitude: happiness over the baby and then worry over bills and a few other impacted frustrations.
Now it is time for sleep. Farewell bloggish friends, *mwah* see you all in the morning.