Today was my first day back to work after my long and much-needed vacation. As expected, I started to get panicky last night and couldn't sleep because I really did not want to return today. I know a lot of people dread the start of the work week, but why do I let it get to me?
Because I couldn't sleep I stayed up late last night doing everything but sleeping. I ate snacks, played computer games on GSN.com, watched movies, and cuddled with the cats on the couch. I sat there thinking about everything I knew I had to do today, and I just got more and more overwhelmed.
Although today was not a bad day at work and actually went by really quickly, I could tell that I just wasn't myself. I felt detached and robotic, and realizing this only made me more sure that I need to find a new career path. When you've reached the point that you no longer find joy in what you do for a living, it's time to move on to something that you do enjoy (or a least that's what everyone keeps telling me).
Even on my first day, I couldn't get out of the office at 5pm, although I was only there until 5:30pm. I then stopped at Panera to get bagels and soup for dinner. I came home, ate, and was so exhausted that I didn't even have the energy to put the dishes in the sink before I fell fast asleep on the couch. Damn kittens! They make me sleepy like the Sandman.
Basically, my Monday was a waste, and now I am watching my DVR'd shows and trying to search for jobs. Yay for Manic Mondays!
Panera bagels put everyone to sleep. The carb sandman is a cruel man.
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