Work is freaking crazy! I was in Palm Beach and Puerto Rico last week. I know, poor baby, but if you've met me you know I'm probably the palest person you've ever met and I actually avoid direct sunlight like I'm a sparkly vampire from the Twilight series.
Then, I come home from work and spend every waking second unpacking the 8 million boxes that have taken over our house. I literally was 15 seconds away from either not wearing a belt to work today or taking one of DH's because I could not for the life of me find one of my own. I've been wearing dresses to work all week for the sole purpose that they're only 1 article of clothing rather than 2.
I haven't run in a week and I'm seriously cranky. DH is probably thinking, "damn, I thought buying a house would make her happy. Can I get a refund?" Poor guy has been such a trooper. If only I could sucker him into unpacking my crap for me, but he'd never do it.
It's safe to say I never want to move again! I hate unpacking.
I'm hoping to return to my normal cheery, yet bitterly sarcastic, self in the coming weeks. Who knows, maybe I'll even start coming back to book club. Gawd I miss book club. I'd love to have an intelligent conversation right now that didn't include work, appliances, or a to-do list!
Re: I miss everyone!
I think my supervisor would have a heart attack if I asked for time off right now. Unfortunately, the government program I primarily work with is coming up on a big spending deadline and it's all hand on deck at work.