Thought Salad

Tag: work

  • Ragnarok

    Friday. My end of the week. Still struggling with my altered, torch singer-with-a-cold voice, I headed to work already dreaming about the end of the day. Once again, an early day… that morphed into a late day, causing me to be so grateful I hadn’t booked myself for clinic. By the time I left job…

  • Misery loves solitude

    The last day of November for another year, and my head is a cloudy mess. Full of jumble and lacking a voice, somehow I made it through the day. I’d like to say I was treated to hot tea and foot rubs all day, but alas, I’m neither rich nor on vacation. Instead, I made…

  • Viral

    Long day, feeling as though my chest was caving in. Breathing got tighter as the day progressed, with intermittent wheezy-coughing beginning in the evening. Luckily, I don’t work tomorrow. Oh wait, that’s a dream hahahaha. Nope, full day of clinic ahead. Trying to figure out now how to work without coughing on anyone, although without…

  • Choices

    One way lies the steady, the tried and the true Each day lined up, you know what to do The other way there be monsters Potentially awaiting. Or could there be glory, forever unabating Which direction to go, the question remains Both could incur loss, as the other one reigns So listen to your heart…

  • Monday morning dreaming

    There’s a bite in the air today, although the weather is warmer than it was. Something about the end of November makes me long for a warm blanket and a fireplace. Especially on a Monday, I often wish I could call in sick, lay on the couch all day and devour book after book, looking…

  • Weeks end

    Another week has flown and I review it all with tired bemusement as I sit, feet up, watching children’s cartoons. I’m tired but content. We’ve had a lovely cough/gastro bug going around that decimated the week for the kids. Poor Sam, for the first time I can remember she was excited to go to school…

  • The Nest

    My feathered little ones, grow cold while waiting for the day. I bring them delicacies and love, they coo gratefully up at my offering One day soon they will fly, up and away into the blue But for now they tuck Under my wing My little ones One, two, three Warm with mommy in the…

  • Problem solver 

    Saturday should be a sleep in day, but that never seems to happen for me.  I woke up a half hour earlier than normal, shrugged and went about my day.  I finished my first draft of book 5, did a list of things to do, did laundry, cooking, cleaning and childcare,  even launched my author…

  • Traffic

    My eyes are grainy today, but still somehow find the light. It’s bright and wonderful  through the fog. Cars honk, go slowly, pacing with their horses grumbling.  They slowly move past the line, reined in by the weather. I feel their longing to bolt, Tied and restrained into a 9-5, somedays I’d like to run…

  • Good days work

    Another late night, getting through a day full of requirements,  self-imposed and otherwise. I unlock the door with the dubious pleasure of being the only one awake,  sigh,  and do the things I must before calling the day. I go through the motions,  tired in body and mind tonight, Only two days into a workweek…