Gripped so tight

Since today’s a holiday here in Canada, I had the day off to catch up on some rest and do some more domestic stuff after this weekend’s hectic schedule. Prior to waking up this morning though, I had a few moments of panic. As I lay in bed, part of my mind was screaming out saying that I had a monitoring shift scheduled today and that I had to be at work by 8 am!

Wha?

I took a look at my alarm clock: 7:34 am. Too late! I was screwed! I was going to start running around getting myself together, but before getting up I paused. I was wracking my brain, trying to remember if I really had something scheduled. Nothing. Some part of me actually said that it’s OK because my shifts were scheduled for another time. Well great. I went back to sleep, but again part of me was saying that I had a morning shift. Well, now that M-day has passed, we’re no longer doing the shifts. It took me a few minutes before all of that fully registered. Even after waking up it took me a few minutes to really shake off the feeling that I had missed work.

This is messed up, isn’t it? Has work got me gripped so tight that my mind thinks about it when it doesn’t have to? I refuse to believe it! No, no, no. This was just a small blip, right? Oh man, I need to get away.

(And I will–soon. Oh ho ho…will talk about it in the coming days)

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