I didn’t get much further than greeting the delivery driver in my PJs last night. By the time I took the lid off my dinner, my phone started ringing with more work, loads more time sensitive work. The things I do, or don’t do, impact everyone at my workplace, so I couldn’t put it off for another time. The work had to be done.
It was 9:30 before I was feasting on my cold dinner last night…so tonight, I’ll try again. I will get out the fuzzy pajamas and try once more to unwind. Your beloved Kat is worn out this week, friends, worn out.