Simon will not be pleased with me when he finds out that I came home from work early again today.

To be fair, on the drive there, I could barely keep my eyes open.  When I finally reached work, I was already wheezing, and hacking.  Then one of my co-workers started spraying infected plants with this chemical that smells like an army of old ladies getting a perm… And I just couldn’t deal.  I don’t think she was too thrilled that I was leaving early, but at this point I’ve gotten beyond caring.  Part of me wishes they would just fire me so I wouldn’t have to wonder about quitting all the time.  But, then again, I’d be jobless and that wouldn’t be much better, would it?

My plan was to drive home, crawl into bed and sleep until I had to leave to pick Simon up for 6:30.  Did that happen?  Oh, you know me too well.  I ended up spending half the time on the computer, and half the time designing a little anniversary card for my brother and sister-in-law.  It’s not nearly as professional and awesome as her things, but I’m sure she will appreciate the craftiness, nonetheless.  After that I sat here, mindlessly refreshing Flickr, Twitter, DeviantArt, Tumblr and Livejournal (linkwhoremuch?)… I have no idea why, because there are only so many updates one can get within five minute periods, and - let’s be honest - I don’t exactly have loads of friends.

I attempted to open up Photoshop and create a new header image for the layout that I was conceiving last night while falling asleep, but soon realized that I had forgotten pretty much everything I had come up with… so it was pretty much a pointless project.  I’m debating whether or not I should try and sketch out what I want the layout to look like, so I may be able to focus a little better when I sit in front of this blasted machine.  I grow tired of things so easily.

Wah, wah, wah.  Boy, if Simon thought I was Mrs. Grumpy Pants last night, he’ll be thrilled to experience my attitude tonight.  I have no idea what’s wrong with me.  Maybe I’m just annoyed with being sick and want to just feel normal for once (HAyeahright).

I promise you all that the next time I update this damn thing, I will not be pissing and moaning.  If I do, I am giving you permission to whack me over the head with blunt objects.  Promise.

For any of those who are wondering, I did survive my first day back at work.  Although I must admit that the longer I am away, the harder it is to be back.  I really want to work from home (yeah, who doesn’t).

I got little sleep last night due to the fact that I was unaware the tea I was drinking must have been loaded with caffiene.  When I finally fell asleep around 2am, I was woken up very early this morning to the sound of a familiar nibbling noise.  After sitting up in bed and turning on our bedside table lamp… I was greeted by a very happy, very fat, very furry bunny rabbit sitting in the middle of our bedroom… making a morning meal out of Simon’s Vans.  After a quick romp around the bed chasing the poor kitty (who was not impressed, for the record) I got a hold of him, picked him up, and put him back in his pen.  He wasn’t very pleased with that.  He seems to be fairly antsy now, although he has not been able to make a break for it all day.

I got the sweetest, most unexpected gift from Shannon tonight.  It was a mug that I happened to see on Tumblr not too long ago from ThinkHappyStuff.com.  I am drinking SleepyTime tea out of it at this very moment and smiling.  It will remind me that there are still beautiful, awesome, thoughtful people in the world… even if I don’t necessarily see them with my own eyes.

Simon has dubbed me “Mrs. Grumpy Pants” tonight, and decided that it was due to the fact that I actually had to work today.  I think it’s more due to the fact that I didn’t sleep much and still can’t breathe, but hey.  I’m not picky.  I shall finish my SleepyTime tea, down some Magic Cough Syrup, thanks to my doc… and hopefully get a full night’s sleep tonight.