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The past couple weeks have been pretty trying.
-- Lots of ups and downs with my caseload at work in the last few weeks. Every time I walk into work, something has changed significantly heh.
-- One of my clients is really sick. I visited her in the ICU and she seemed to be responding to the fact that I was there. I'm worried sick and I'm horrified at the fact that I have to wait until Monday for an update on her situation. The hardest part of my job is trying to straddle that line between a healthy/ reasonable/ inevitable level of emotional involvement and professional detachment. I just want her to get better. So does everyone else.
-- We have inspection coming up next week, so work is fucking nuts. Gah.
-- I had that car accident (which I don't think I mentioned here) when the snow came down last week, so I'm stressing about the financial repercussions of that. But I'm also just glad to be healthy and am kind of proud of the fact that I made a really good split-second driving-decision. But still... Fuck recycling trucks, man. (Bet you never thought you'd hear me say that-- heh.)
There are good things, too.
-- I got my car back today! I missed my Corolla!
-- I still love my haircut. So much less to worry about! And I feel like it suits me really well.
-- Even though I stress and worry myself ill over my job and my caseload, I love what I do. And I'm so grateful for that.
-- And! I have ridiculously supportive coworkers who are all hilarious and amazing people. They're all nuts in a great way. It's pretty cool when you still want to go and chill and have beers with people you're already spending 40+ hours a week with. The Rider News dynamic comes to mind. So you KNOW I'm serious.
-- Matt's awesome.
-- My friends are amazing and incredible and great.
-- And did I mention how much I adore my mother?
-- Lots of ups and downs with my caseload at work in the last few weeks. Every time I walk into work, something has changed significantly heh.
-- One of my clients is really sick. I visited her in the ICU and she seemed to be responding to the fact that I was there. I'm worried sick and I'm horrified at the fact that I have to wait until Monday for an update on her situation. The hardest part of my job is trying to straddle that line between a healthy/ reasonable/ inevitable level of emotional involvement and professional detachment. I just want her to get better. So does everyone else.
-- We have inspection coming up next week, so work is fucking nuts. Gah.
-- I had that car accident (which I don't think I mentioned here) when the snow came down last week, so I'm stressing about the financial repercussions of that. But I'm also just glad to be healthy and am kind of proud of the fact that I made a really good split-second driving-decision. But still... Fuck recycling trucks, man. (Bet you never thought you'd hear me say that-- heh.)
There are good things, too.
-- I got my car back today! I missed my Corolla!
-- I still love my haircut. So much less to worry about! And I feel like it suits me really well.
-- Even though I stress and worry myself ill over my job and my caseload, I love what I do. And I'm so grateful for that.
-- And! I have ridiculously supportive coworkers who are all hilarious and amazing people. They're all nuts in a great way. It's pretty cool when you still want to go and chill and have beers with people you're already spending 40+ hours a week with. The Rider News dynamic comes to mind. So you KNOW I'm serious.
-- Matt's awesome.
-- My friends are amazing and incredible and great.
-- And did I mention how much I adore my mother?