2. Mrs. Nator has also been feeling off, and she's also snippy because she's undertaken remodelling our hallway this week herself, taking the week off to do it. While I appreciate her efforts very much, I don't think it's fair to be resentful of me not helping when I'm spending my days working at what is currently a rather stressful job.
3. Speaking of stressful, I just learned that they will be moving me and all my accoutrements to a cubicle on another floor on Friday, a day I had scheduled off. This means that not only am losing out on having an office with a door and a bit of sunlight (albeit from across the hall), but I have to pack everything up posthaste while we are in the middle of an entire redesign of our site. The kicker is, even this move may be temporary, so besides not knowing where I'm supposed to be when I come back in on Tuesday, I don't know if I should even bother to settle in, because I don't know if I'll be staying there.
and, last but not least,
4. It looks like we are going to cancel my birthday celebrations for this weekend - both the snorkel expedition and the stay at the beach. Between both of us feeling crappy and a weather forecast of four straight days of thunderstorms, it seems best to try again for Labor Day weekend. I think I'll still take the days off, because I clearly need to take care of myself a bit, but I am disappointed and feeling overdramatically petulant about the whole thing.
Grumble, grumble, whiiiiine! Now, go away, unless you have a heated massager and/or chocolate.