Today feels like a cheat day. Not because I’m even further behind, but because I got to log over 2 hours during work hours. I have to say it was somewhat of a god send. I’m learning that to fall behind is much more of a serious infraction each day. Like any hole, the deeper it’s depth, the harder it is to climb out of it. But, you know… this is Day Three. Day Three.
The two hours plus passed by quickly as I was busy working even though I had some inadequate coverage on my feet and was doing the foot shuffle trying to keep my toes warm. This morning I hadn’t taken the time to choose wisely when it came to socks. Instead of a pair of toasty warms, I chose some thin lizzies. Now, to the above left you’ll see what my work site was for the morning. Not too bad. Not too bad at all. I’ve said it a bunch of times, but up here it’s just different.
So. I clocked my hours, got my work done and was able to have a nice, relaxing evening in – which I needed.
After the hullabaloo of the weekend, my body went down the tube and allowed sickness to creep in. So be prepared for some whiny posts over the next few days. I’m a supreme baby when I get a cold. And I’m not ashamed to say that I want my Mom to come take care of me every time even though I am a grown woman. I’m sure you get it. Moms just make everything better. Unfortunately, I’ve lived more than a road or two away from my family for some time so I haven’t gotten that Mom Magic to make everything all better in years. My chicken noodle soup just isn’t the same.
To recap, I’m still behind a bit, but I’m optimistic on banking a number of hours soon. I’ve always preferred to be ahead rather than scrambling to catch up. Sometimes it happens, though, and you just have to roll with the punches until you’re back on top.
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