Today was a write-off.
Yes, I managed to get some work done, and yes, the pic shows me at work.
But it was still a write-off.
A night and a day and a night of migraine coupled with a run of insomnia (if that's the collective noun for too much nocturnal wakefulness) left me a shadow.
A shell.
Knotted with stiff muscly lumps of tension.
And bruised around the orbits where I'd dug into acupressure points with my knuckles.
This morning's spa visit was well timed - the massage melted away my tension; I wrote out my spa review post.
And that was that for the day.
A sick day.
A write-off.
grappling with career, balance and midlife in the midst of the domestic scene
Thursday, October 10, 2013
SPT10Oct13: hard at work write-off
SPT10Oct13: hard at work write-off
2013-10-10T20:48:00-07:00
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