The (Emotional) Load

It’s mine and not yours.

I had to call in today. My sciatic nerve on the right side of my back, decided to throw a tantrum of epic proportions. Standing up was painful and walking caused me to cry. The pain radiated from my lower back down to just above my right ankle. Yeah, I would have been absolutely useless trying to do anything at work today.

I’m not happy about it. I would have rather gotten the eight hours. But for all I know, I might have been sent home within an hour if being there. Especially if I wasn’t able to move properly.

I ended up spending a good portion of the day in bed; sleep did seem to help. But it did more for my mental state than my sciatic nerve.

I’ve been fairly depressed lately and I wasn’t sure why. Things should be getting better; Prime and I have a trip to Minnesota. We’re looking at a possible BotCon relaunch next year. I’m fully vaccinated against Coronavirus and if I need to get a booster shot, I’m fine with that. Things should be better in my corner of the world.

It’s work that’s slowly driving me nuts. Our schedule is still completely ruined. We either have too many or not enough people. Coverage is spotty. I’m stressed out over it.

It’s the emotional load that’s getting to me. I need to let it go. Because it’s not my job to be that worried about it.

In my case, it’s easier said than done.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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