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I have been in a bit of a mood the past day and a half. For one thing, this has been the busiest week I've had since starting this job: in the past seven days, I attended five depositions (one out of state), two client meetings, filed several pleadings, attending three holiday parties (with one more to go today), in addition to all the usual daily office stuff. I have only been home before 8:00 p.m. twice this week. During the periods when I have physically been at my desk, I have had many interruptions. . . . which has been particularly frustrating, given the number of pending assignments I need to complete.
Today I am trying to maintain a healthier perspective. In the grand scheme, it really doesn't matter whether I write the six memos I need to complete today, Monday, or Tuesday. I have managed to get everything done that had to go to a court or another attorney, so that's what matters. It is probably not realistic to think I can clear my desk by the end of each week.
MM and I are leaving for Vegas this evening at 7:00. I have been looking forward to our trip. . . . until last night, when MM started talking on the phone about his anxieties about the weekend and whether we will get along. Aye, aye, aye. After the week I've had, I'm kinda not in the mood to be dealing with someone else's issues. But I guess that's what being in a relationship is about, to some degree at least.
My hope is that our office holiday luncheon this afternoon will wipe away the stress of the week and help me mentally prepare for my Vegas trip. I am basically packed and otherwise ready to go. And before MM brought it up, I wasn't particularly worried that we wouldn't get along.
I sent out my 60 holiday cards today, finally. (I usually try to get my cards out right after Thanksgiving; I pride myself on being early with them.) I am definitely going to have to winnow the list, because 60 cards was ridiculous and took way too long to address, etc.
At least I had the foresight to clean house and do laundry on Sunday & Monday nights, so I won't come home Sunday to a messy apartment. I have actually managed OK this week, despite my very full schedule. And at least next week I have fewer evening commitments, so I can work late (and/or take assignments home) if necessary.
P.S. Our office manager came in my office a little while ago to give me my Christmas bonus check. WTF?! I didn't even know I *got* a Christmas bonus! That's an extra $700 (post-tax) that I wasn't expecting. Nice. . . . .