J.A. speaks

...a last minute panic drill at work, a couple of days before the holiday break, to make a bad attitude even worse.

(NB: actually fended it off with a couple hours of work. Aggravated anyway.)

Arrived home safely last night. Cats are flatteringly enthusiastic. I wish I wasn't working today, I've got too much else to do...

Between hecticness at work, and too many real estate balls in the air, I am left with a continual nagging feeling that I am forgetting something important...

Plan for this AM: sleep late, the better to shake off the cough / cold and be able to stay up for Jen & Fredrik's wedding reception, rather than collapsing in exhaustion at some silly early hour.

Reality of this AM: popped awake at 5-something worrying about work. After some interval of futilely endeavoring to turn brain OFF, got up and worked for a couple of hours (finished iteration of one doc, scheduled and/or sent agendas for 3 review meetings on Monday).

I do feel better now (I mean, able to stop thinking about work, albeit still coughing). But this is not the way I want my life to be.