It's a busy day. I don't really mind. Of course the instant I leave the office for a few days all hell breaks loose and I walk back into the middle of it. My co-worker -- the only other person in my department -- has been run ragged in my absence and called in sick today. I told my boss to stop killing off the help.
Still, the distraction from life is nice. I've got a lot on my mind and I don't mind digging into work full force so I don't have to think about the rest of it for awhile. I'm just plodding through. The work makes the day pass quickly.
My friend gave me a t-shirt yesterday. Today I'm wearing it like a hug and hanging on to my cup of tea and pushing forward. Sometimes that's all you can do.
I have ballet tonight, and brand new pair of shoes to wear to it. That's something. If you'd ever worn your ballet slippers out so badly that your big toes stuck out then you'd understand.
Off I go.