My company reopens for the new year on Tuesday. Which makes me fortunate twice over – to have a job in this economy and to have an extra day off before I go back to the job.
But I’m thinking that it’s really not a good sign that the work-related dreams started up last night.
I didn’t think I was thinking about that place just yet, but apparently it’s eating at me already.
As evidenced by the wake up just now, in a cold sweat, a full day before my return, and a good 90 minutes earlier than my workweek alarm would require.
Not a good sign.
Lord, have mercy.
I can sympathize. I woke up this morning to the same tune!
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