So, I'm feeling like a total good-for-nothing, lazy-assed loser since I stayed home and did NOTHING today. I had grand visions this morning, when I made the decision to stay home, of all these chores I'd get done around the house. And I did none of them. Zip. Zero. And so I feel pretty shitty about that.
But then, I remember. I remember why it was that we went on a 3 day mini-vacation this weekend. I remember why I'm so exhausted. I remember that I have been completely burned out. I have worked myself to the bone lately. And my health has taken a nose-dive because of it (see flu, migraines, numbness, etc). And my mood.
I love my job. I honestly and truly do. But I have dreaded going to work for too many weeks in a row now. I've been wandering around in a fog, unable to think complete thoughts. All I can think about is getting home and falling into (fitful) sleep.
So, when I look at it from that perspective, yeah. I needed a personal day today. Back off guilt.
