Even though the weekend was pretty restful, in that I mostly did SFA and allowed myself to be fed industrial quantities of turkey, it's now Thursday and I am fried. Toasted. Golden brown and buttered.
I've been leaving work around 4pm each day since Tuesday, but I think the really long weeks have finally caught up with me. The fact that I've lost this job is doing nothing to help my energy levels, either. It's not that I don't care, but let's just say the motivation isn't quite the same anymore.
I'm thinking, actually, of taking advantage of the employment insurance that I'm pretty sure I'll be getting once I'm out of work. Okay, granted, with my financial track record the odds are good that there will be some obscure legal clause that will prevent me from getting any kind of financial aid even though I've paid my dues like a good little citizen. Money and I seem to be like oil and water: it actively flees my presence. :P
That aside, if I do end up getting EI, then I'm thinking of actually taking the whole freaking month of November off. Sure, I'll have a lot less money, but I have a lot of things I'd like to do at home. I want to sleep, I want to start cleaning my apartment again. I want to spend time with my cats. I would like to cook more. I want to participate in NaNoWriMo without losing my mind. I'd even like to paint my apartment, if I have enough money.
I haven't had a proper vacation since 2001. Okay, I took an unpaid week off this summer from the bank, but I spent half of it with a crippling migraine, so I refuse to count it. I would really like to actually have time off that's not a statutory holiday. It won't be the paid vacation I was looking forward to from having a real job (funny how all of my jobs seem to not work out just when I start getting optimistic about having paid vacation), but it'll be time in which I'm not working and will be able to just focus on getting home-stuff accomplished.
Okay, enough for now. There's work to do.
I've been leaving work around 4pm each day since Tuesday, but I think the really long weeks have finally caught up with me. The fact that I've lost this job is doing nothing to help my energy levels, either. It's not that I don't care, but let's just say the motivation isn't quite the same anymore.
I'm thinking, actually, of taking advantage of the employment insurance that I'm pretty sure I'll be getting once I'm out of work. Okay, granted, with my financial track record the odds are good that there will be some obscure legal clause that will prevent me from getting any kind of financial aid even though I've paid my dues like a good little citizen. Money and I seem to be like oil and water: it actively flees my presence. :P
That aside, if I do end up getting EI, then I'm thinking of actually taking the whole freaking month of November off. Sure, I'll have a lot less money, but I have a lot of things I'd like to do at home. I want to sleep, I want to start cleaning my apartment again. I want to spend time with my cats. I would like to cook more. I want to participate in NaNoWriMo without losing my mind. I'd even like to paint my apartment, if I have enough money.
I haven't had a proper vacation since 2001. Okay, I took an unpaid week off this summer from the bank, but I spent half of it with a crippling migraine, so I refuse to count it. I would really like to actually have time off that's not a statutory holiday. It won't be the paid vacation I was looking forward to from having a real job (funny how all of my jobs seem to not work out just when I start getting optimistic about having paid vacation), but it'll be time in which I'm not working and will be able to just focus on getting home-stuff accomplished.
Okay, enough for now. There's work to do.