I admit this week went better and faster than I thought it would. Sad. Wow, I’ve just come to the realization that I am looking forward to the weekends more than my job. I wonder what that means. I know exactly what it means. I work and worry way too much and unwind way too little.
It’s funny just a year or so ago I was out so looking forward to hanging up my backpack and settle down somewhat. Now that I have worked for 8 months straight in Canada, I’m getting antsy. It’s really not that bad. The paper doesn’t have to worry. I am not a flight risk. One thing I will not do is leave anyone in the lurch. I’m really happy with the changes at work. My new editor is really great and she has tons of experience. That I totally respect.
I’m still house sitting. I’m sitting on Jean’s deck reading and enjoying a plate of ketchup and a Corona- which reminds me I have to restock her beer fridge before she comes back on Saturday. From Jean’s I head to Karyn’s for two more weeks of house sitting. This time there will be a puppy, named Elvis involved. I can see the headlines now.