I have physical therapy in the morning but I can't do my exercises tonight like I'm supposed to because as I was packing up and moving things from my room, I pulled a thigh muscle and my right knee started giving me trouble. Lovely.
I can't wait to explain to the woman who told me, "no heavy lifting!" that I totally ignored her advice. In my defense, I don't have much of a choice about it.
Work has been socially draining lately. I'm sad to leave people but it's hard to have people ask daily "when are you leaving?". I've had lunch dates every day this week and the introvert in me is getting a little tired. I'm also starting to think of my last day as super important (exit interview and I actually don't know what time I can legitimately leave since my schedule is kind of....flexible). I don't know why it matters, I mean, I've spent nearly three years here, what's one last day?
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