completely perfect weekend/ completely retched 1st day back
I traveled to Wolf Creek this weekend, accompanied by some old friends and new friends. It was absolutely remarkable how much fun it was. The biggest decisions that were made were along the lines of "which run should we do next?" and "should we bring bagels and PB&J or salami & cheese for lunch?" and "which game should we play?" and "is it bed time yet?" I achieved some glorious moments of zen shooshing down the mountain. The company was marvelous. It is so rejuvenating to be around people that you can just be yourself around.
It is absolutely remarkable how utterly TERRIBLE that weekend is making my regular life seem. I was pretty much unable to deal with any slightly unpleasant or irritating thing that happened at work, and it was a ridiculously awful day. Small uncooperative children, this mysterious unsourced noise in my MEG that is infuriatingly variable and intermittent, topped off by coworkers who can't cope with anything either and some who have no people skills and who are not my boss notifying me that I should cancel all scans and drop everything and start making angry demands on the MEG manufacturer.
I didn't even have time to eat lunch until about 2:30, or dinner until 7:00. (nothing makes me crabbier than the combination of uncooperative children and being hungry).
It is absolutely remarkable how utterly TERRIBLE that weekend is making my regular life seem. I was pretty much unable to deal with any slightly unpleasant or irritating thing that happened at work, and it was a ridiculously awful day. Small uncooperative children, this mysterious unsourced noise in my MEG that is infuriatingly variable and intermittent, topped off by coworkers who can't cope with anything either and some who have no people skills and who are not my boss notifying me that I should cancel all scans and drop everything and start making angry demands on the MEG manufacturer.
I didn't even have time to eat lunch until about 2:30, or dinner until 7:00. (nothing makes me crabbier than the combination of uncooperative children and being hungry).