I am off to work today after over a week of not having to head off to work. I am not wanting to go back. I knew if I would take any extended amount of time that this would happen. I knew if I took extra unplanned days off I wouldn't want to ever, ever go back. I felt really strongly about it yesterday but today I have either resigned myself to the fact or I got over my tantrum.
It isn't as if I don't have a great job. It isn't as if I can't do the work well. There aren't a whole lot of negatives I could really say about it. But it's just a job.
I've spoiled myself terribly by taking this extra time. Now I am watching the clock and rushing to get things done this morning so I can leave in time to get to my desk. This after a week of, a week of, well, a week of not caring what time it was or rushing and instead of doing work for someone else I was doing it for myself. It was still work but with a whole different feel.
I did put in some full days of work while I was off. My time table might not have been the exacting one I follow day to day with my regular job but I can say I put in the same if not more hours. It was still work and there were times it was more difficult than my regular job but now I need to head back to the outside world again.
So I am rushing off now to get things done so I can get to my (other) desk and see what is there for me from over a week.
Did I say I was leaving now? I'm leaving now. I have to get going. I need to go into work. Gotta go...
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