The holiday weekend felt ill-timed to me. I want all of the Bad Stuff to be over first so that I can actually relax and appreciate it.<\/p>\n
Next in line for “Bad Stuff” is the second of two “luncheon” meetings with Customs at work tomorrow. Besides always managing to fall right when work gets busy so that I can’t appreciate the time away from the office, what I hate most about these things is that by being a lunch meeting it overwrites my actual lunch. Just because they feed you, it doesn’t count as a break!<\/p>\n
Anything that forces me to both interact with groups of people and<\/em> doesn’t let me get out of the office on my own for a bit, I consider introvert hell. Worse yet, I get back to my desk before I would actually be leaving<\/em> for lunch on a typical day so a draining experience is followed by an even longer afternoon.<\/p>\n One more day to go and then I can check this one off my list. Next comes an all-day FDA class in Tacoma in June.<\/p>\n Tacoma.<\/p>\n Someone missed the memo that I don’t do freeway driving. After a week or so of feeling panicky every time I thought about it, I’m resigned to the idea, at least until it gets closer in a couple week.<\/p>\n Exactly two weeks I see, looking at my calendar.<\/p>\n I can maybe relax in two weeks.<\/p>\n Are we there yet?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The holiday weekend felt ill-timed to me. I want all of the Bad Stuff to be over first so that I can actually relax and appreciate it. Next in line for “Bad Stuff” is the second of two “luncheon” meetings … Continue reading