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I'm so tired.
I don't know why, but I just feel tired. It's not just physical fatigue, but a mental fugue as well. I'm tired of driving, I'm tired of working, I'm tired of lazing on the couch, I'm tired of exercising (not that I do all that much of that).
Part of it is the job fear we are going through at work. My boss got laid off on Friday as part of the Mother Company's 'reorganization of assets', and the rest of us are doing some quivering over when the next boot is going to drop. All of us keep finding reasons why we would be the one to be axed, and as a result we are not getting much work done.
It will be neat for anyone who stays here, as the merging of resources will allow us to make some kick-ass web sites, but there isn't any guarantee we'll all be here to take advantage of it.
I'm not letting myself worry too much -- I don't need an ulcer on top of everything else. We are skilled individuals, and will find a way to make things work. One way or the other.
Anyway, as I was saying, it's not just the job troubles. Spending time away from Lisa is getting harder to take, and I'm trying to figure out funny scheduling tricks and ways to use my vacation days to wrangle more time in a row at home rather than in Calgary.
Still doesn't explain all my exhaustion though. Maybe it's the time of year, maybe it's the weather, but I'm just feeling drained and am not seeing any relief on the way.
Hey, don't fret. I'm not naturally a 'down' person. I'll bounce back in a day or two.
There are drugs for that.
Mom Rating: 1.5 out of 5. If I lose my job, I won't be able to pay Mom back all the money I owe her. Plus she thinks I should go to bed earlier.
On TV: I've been disappointed by the last two X-Files. Except for the bit at the end of last night's episode where Scully broke down and admitted that she just can't be Mulder. Nice setup for his return next week.
Any
wildlife where you live?
So.
Did you watch Survivor II?
Take me home, big fella
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