scinge

So far it appears that once again I have managed to pick one of the top five shittiest weeks of the year to take some time off from work. I know, I know. It is October in Minnesota and, what the hell did I expect? The chill in the air is fine, better than fine actually. I love this time of year when the heat and humidity finally takes a rest and I can go outside without starting to sweat instantly or have a mosquito attempt an orifice invasion. How about just a little sunlight though? Or at least cut the wind down a little?

Just for one day?
Maybe?

It's been grey and cloudy and rainy all week. And that sucks.

I've still been getting out, at least out of the house on a daily basis but it's pretty much been just to get out to find myself going inside somewhere else. Not quite what I had hoped for. I really gotta stop taking these I'll just wing it vacations... So as it turns out I've pretty much been hanging out watching a lot of IFC or reading or whatever.

It has been both dragging on and yet going by very fast. I find myself having brief fits of boredom and being very conscious of wasted time yet still loathing going back to work on Monday. I've really gotten used to not having any free time and I'm out of practice as to what to do with it. There has been so much overtime that as of the last week of August I had already put in more hours than I ever have in a year since I've been working full time. That puts me about four months ahead of schedule for time spent at work, on average and about four months behind on free time, sleep and socializing etc.

From one extreme to the other.
Is it any wonder I'm out of sorts?

I'll never be a fisherman.