In my opinion, there is nothing worse than waking up sick on a Saturday morning. Friday our office was without heat. Not one person left, despite the frigid temperatures. I was feeling quite uninspired. I had given my notice exactly one week ago, with most work taken off my plate and waiting to hear back from several clients about open items, I was having a hard time concentrating. At 5pm I couldn't take it any longer and took off. Loehmann's is having it's going out of business sale and I was hoping to find some jeans or other miscellaneous items for super cheap. No such luck for me, so I moved on to Nordstrom Rack and after leaving there empty handed wound up at Trader Joe's so I wouldn't have to go out on over the weekend. I made it home by 7 and commenced relaxation until Akshat got home and we took off to our friends birthday party in the West Village. We made it home at a decent hour and headed to bed. I was excited to wake up the next morning and go to yoga, but instead, when I woke up, I was feeling exhausted and achey all over. It was NOT what I was hoping for. This entire weekend has ended up being a bust, its been snowy and cold, cloudy and altogether depressing. I'm ready for a break. I know that I'll have one in just a week. I was just wishing it would be warmer and less stressful. I know it will work out well in the long run, but I just am disappointed that I'll be nervous about being without a paycheck for a week. Perhaps it would be different also if it were summer and I would know that I could be out that week running errands, going to the market and working out and running... Perhaps I'll be out of this funk by then to make it work.
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