*barf*

Yep, that about sums up my weekend.
I think I may have had some mild food poisoning this weekend…either that or a virus.  But it seemed more like food poisoning.  So most of my weekend was spent in bed feeling miserable and trying to keep food down.  Good times!
I *think* I am doing better today.  Then again, I thought I was doing better yesterday and the afternoon proved otherwise.  Fingers crossed.  I was a very pathetic, lonely, bored, whiny patient overall.  Sometimes sick can be cool when you’re still healthy enough to get a few things done and maybe finish a book.  But since being upright for too long made me nauseated, this was not that kind of sick.
On Friday something big happened at work that of course I can’t detail out at this time, and I think I’ve finally recovered from it.  But let me tell you, having that to mull over when left alone with my own thoughts in bed for two days was NOT GOOD.  I need to find a new job.  But then I start thinking about the devil you know being better than the one you don’t and I get scared.  And then I think about going back to graduate school and studying psychology but I can’t stand the thought of sinking all that money into more schooling and then find out on the other side that it’s not what I want.  I did that once already. I think I’d be a good psychologist, but I think it would be even harder for me to leave my work behind than it is already.   And the bureaucratic crap that irritates me now about my job would exist anywhere.   Even if I had my own practice, I’d have the joy of dealing with insurance companies, so…
I need to send this one into the Surrender Box.

On another note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAR FRIEND H.!!  And on this day….some odd years ago…it was her first day on a new job and I was sitting with her conducting her orientation.  And so a great friendship began.