Heh. I wrote on Sunday about my bout of nausea, and my suspicion that I was having an allergic reaction to milk. It turns out that I was just getting sick; I spent Monday and Tuesday quite ill.
I got back to work on Wednesday and had an incredibly bad day. I had a very unpleasant set of meetings with my boss, who basically wants nothing to do with me, rejecting all my attempts to connect with him. I was quite completely depressed Wednesday night, as you can no doubt imagine.
He had some worthwhile criticisms of my current job, though, so I’ve been thinking about how to improve myself there.
I returned to work on Thursday to the realization that I can do very little about this, as my entire floor is being renovated this week and the next. I knew this would happen, but I didn’t connect it with my present predicament until I arrived at work in the morning and tried to make some inroads. I’ll do the best I can, but that was frustrating.
I feel better now, though. It’s been a very rough 36 hours, but thanks to a few answered prayers, I know I’ll be able to get through this.
Now I’m simply looking forward to a visit with my parents; I’ll be staying with them Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. At least I can completely chill out there. I’m lucky that ways.
On a side note, I took advantage of my illness to finish the entire Witch Hunter Robin, which I intend to review here soon. My overall reaction is a