I had a vet follow up phone call, a future job follow up phone call canceled, a current job phone call canceled (both last minute), a mental health preparedness research team meeting, where made an observation that absorbed the entire meeting time and I felt like a schmuck for asking it, because of course our team (we are ridiculously abstract thinkers) was going to seize on one little concern and run with it for over an hour.
After that, I had an actual vet appointment (well, not me, O). Feeling worn out after all of that, I took our newly purchased 1 gallon tub of fudge ripple ice cream out of the fridge, opened it, put it on my lap, and took a spoon and just ate.
To end my day, I got to spend 3 hours doing work for a job I don't even have anymore (my old boss keeps asking me to fix a report I've been done with for at least a month!) and then knowing that when I wake up tomorrow, I have to figure out how to edit a research manuscript for my old masters advisor so we can publish it in a journal! And I just want to be back on the couch with that bucket of vanilla and fudge...Not thinking about work or the looming task of scouring the old apartment head to toe by this Friday when we turn in the keys.I guess all there is left to say is at least I am doing what I love, I just wish I was doing it at a much more lazy pace!
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