I’ve been having a stressful couple of weeks at work. Who am I kidding? Couple of weeks?! It’s been more like a couple of months, yet I’ve somehow managed to keep from getting sucked under, but I’m seriously wondering how much longer I can do this.
I’ve started chewing on ice again (a.k.a. a “pica”–look it up), which indicates to me that my red blood cell count is low again, so I’ve been popping iron and vitamin C for the last few days. Hopefully that’ll set me right before I crash and burn. I’m feeling a couple of pints low, though, and it’s hard to explain to someone who hasn’t experienced the feeling.
Sleep… sleep is all I want… especially after working my *ss off all week. Pei Wei did the cooking tonight. My fortune said: You’re almost there …now if only I knew where “there” was.
Tonight a little bit of stout beer and some old Blue Rodeo is in order… and then maybe a little bit of Gino Vanelli… I must be getting homesick…