Friday was full of EPIC DRAMA at the evil day job. No reason to get into any of the details here, but I spent most of the day mediating and attempting to problem solve and THOUGHT I’d gotten somewhere with it.
Only to come in this morning to find a massive escalation of said drama. All is entirely out of my hands. Which is fine. I didn’t want it in my hands to start with.
Really, can I just go hang out in my nice, quiet cave? I’d be good with that. A week of data entry sounds GREAT right now. Then I might actually, you know, CATCH UP from having been gone.
In other more positive news, I did NOT, in fact, get eaten by zombies on my run this morning (although it was a near thing on that last hill–the horde nearly caught me because I just couldn’t keep running). That would’ve been an epically sucky way to start Monday. I’m not sure my boss would buy “Infected by zombies” as an excuse to use a sick day… Really digging the Zombies! RUN! app. I did a little over 2.5 miles this morning at just under a 13 minute mile. Got some work to do to get back to where I was in December.
And because I am out of interesting things to say, I pass you over to the ever brilliant Chuck Wendig who hypothesizes about Star Wars Episode 7.