Friday

It’s Friday afternoon and I’m at work. Have I mentioned the severe lack of work I have in this job? It’s ridiculous. My productivity has gone from ~95% to 15%. It makes for very long days and a challenge to find motivation to work when I actually have something to do. Today I have kept myself occupied (until now) by reading various cases from the AAT. Reading one workers compensation case resulted in me googling a disease which turned out to be some penile disease that occurs from “overuse”. Glad that’s in my search history now.

In unrelated news, Brendan has come home and gone back to work since my last entry. We had a nice week and spent all but one of the nights together. We didn’t do anything particularly exciting but we did go to the beach a couple of times. I cleaned my house before he got home and he commented on how clean it was – success. It has reverted to a bomb site in the six days since he’s left.

I kept myself occupied on Sunday, Monday night and Tuesday night so the first time I let myself “notice” the lack of his company was Wednesday night. Usually I tell myself the Sunday he leaves is my one day to mope so it was kind of nice not to do that this time.

I have my period once every three months (Doctors orders) so they’re bad when they happen. Yesterday morning symptoms started. Does anyone else get the “my body and particularly limbs feel empty” feeling? I don’t know how to describe it aside from empty. I didn’t start bleeding until the moment I had sat down to eat my lunch. Usually I have a little more warning things are actually happening but this time it was a running river immediately. Scrapped the lunch and hustled back to the office to sort that situation out. Today my headache is gone but cramps are worse. I swapped out my tampon at 1pm and had bled through it by 2pm when I got back to the office after my lunch. Ridiculous. My uterus needs to learn to cooperate with me.

Given the diabolic situation occurring in my pants I don’t have much planned for the weekend. I was hoping to go to a beginner yoga class tomorrow morning but the cramps will need to subside for that to be an option. The alternative I’m looking at is a weekend on the lounge watching Dance Moms.

Only an hour and a half to kill before that can commence. My plan for that time is to maybe read some more cases, check the news, change my tampon, eat some chocolate and finish putting the chunks of nothing into my timesheet.

Does anyone else feel weird about writing their life on the internet now? I’m not sure what I mean but I guess the internet seems like a greatly different landscape to what it was when I was on original OD.