Some minor journaling.

I'm kinda in a funk; I didn't get enough sleep last night -- I've been doing a lot better, but some nights I just "pop" and can't sleep more than 4 or 5 hours -- and I was so tired that I considered staying home. And it's been affecting my mood today.

But I had some customer commitments that I needed to uphold, so I came in. I figured that I've gone through work bone-tired before, I can do it again. Besides, it's Friday.

Well, that was apparently a bad idea; my supervisor caught my sleeping at my desk. (I didn't intentionally take a nap, I just nodded off.)

So I got reprimanded, but he was really fair about it. The last time I had this problem (not long after the bomb was dropped) he told me he was going to have to send me home. He didn't, but he gave me the option to do so if I thought i wouldn't make it through the day. I thought I was going to after lunch, but I seem to have gotten my second wind.

But I'm probably going to start looking for a new job. This three-hour commute was difficult enough when things were better. I can't imagine being out-of-work piled on top of the current stress at home will help matters any.

I'm trying to decide if I want to mention any of this to my wife right now. I might tell her that I'm heading to bed early because I didn't sleep well, but that is it.

What sucks is, she's having a horrible time at work right now, too. And I remember how good it felt -- for both of us -- to just be able to curl up on the couch and comfort each other.


Me: 44, Wife: 39
M: 17 years T: 20 years
Bomb on 08/25/09
1/13/10: MC started
1/28/10, 2/8/10: More bombs
8/28/10: Wife moved out
No talk of D, no movement

"Every day is another chance to get it right."