I’m tired. If asked to describe my disposition right now that’s the word I would use: tired. Or maybe exhausted. Tuckered out. Sleep deprived. Robbed of sleep. The list goes on and on.
For some reason the past few days I have been dreaming about work and only work. My coworkers (whom I think are great but don’t want in my dreams) are haunting me at night. I can hear supervisors barking tasks as well. You’ve got to understand that I work with some of the greatest people ever (both my supervisors and coworkers) but they’ve got to get the heck out of my dreams.
I wake up about 3:00 a.m. each night, sweating and terrified to fall back asleep for fear the dreams, errr, nightmares, will return.
I need a vacation, time in the sun to rest my body and my mind. Some breathing room away from work. I’m not even that stressed out right now. I just think I need some “Elaine time” to be alone and have happy dreams filled with ice creams, tropical islands, ice-cold diet sodas and cute boys!
For some reason the past few days I have been dreaming about work and only work. My coworkers (whom I think are great but don’t want in my dreams) are haunting me at night. I can hear supervisors barking tasks as well. You’ve got to understand that I work with some of the greatest people ever (both my supervisors and coworkers) but they’ve got to get the heck out of my dreams.
I wake up about 3:00 a.m. each night, sweating and terrified to fall back asleep for fear the dreams, errr, nightmares, will return.
I need a vacation, time in the sun to rest my body and my mind. Some breathing room away from work. I’m not even that stressed out right now. I just think I need some “Elaine time” to be alone and have happy dreams filled with ice creams, tropical islands, ice-cold diet sodas and cute boys!
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