I think I have it anyway. I can't say I haven't slept well in days, I don't seem to have a problem there - it's the nights that sleep is a stranger. Yesterday in a meeting, I woke up just before that drippy drool thing made it all the way out of my mouth. My lips were very wet and I furtively looked around, but no one was staring. As nervous as I was about drooling during my meeting nap, it didn't stop me from falling back asleep again. The room was warm, the voices droned on and on. I tell you.. I will NOT miss meetings.
I've lost track of my remaining days in this town and at work. On purpose. I don't want to know. I'm terrified. The future is promising and incredibly scary.
I got my lay off notice this week - my last day is June 30. Totally expected and this new place doesn't require I do that horrid bumping game. That's good. Jill graduates tomorrow night. That's good. She's gotten several awards and that one small scholarship. That's good.
Everything is good. Why am I such a wreck?
It will be so interesting to see what next week or next month brings. I'm so intrigued! (and slightly nauseous).
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