The weekend is never so restful as when it follows a hectic week. I woke at 9 this morning, stayed in bed until a quarter after the hour, had a leisurely cup of coffee, worked out hard for the first time in more than week, relaxed with a cold beverage afterward. Part of me feels lonesome, but there's another part of me that is thankful for the solitude of the day because it's allowed me to get caught up on things that were put on the back burner.
I hope to have a bit more energy after work in the coming week. And I'm hoping to find a bit more to do. Things are agonizingly slow at the moment. That kind of environment exhausts me quicker than anything else it seems.
I feel more competent than I did coming into the position, and the support I've received has been amazing. Maybe things are finally starting to turn around. One can always hope.
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