Last night I got back very late from work. We worked later than usual. I had more responsibilities than usual. At least I had a ride back to Ofra with a fellow-worker. And then two tremps later I was home. But it was late.
I can never just go to sleep when I get back home. I tried to unwind. I turned on the television and immediately there was something that bothered me. So I blogged it. And I checked the computer, emails etc. I figured that since I was up, I'd make today's lunch.
Even though I hadn't planned on working this morning, I will be working. That's why I made lunch. I had planned on an easier day, a leisurely time at the pool and then to Jerusalem to see my new granddaughter and her parents, maybe see a friend and then meet visiting relatives for dinner.
I ended up agreeing to work this morning because another worker has a family emergency/commitment. And I ended up discovering that the "closing procedure" at the end of the workday had sort of fallen on me. I'm not all that experienced at that responsibility.
I hope to get myself functioning well enough to go to the pool for a few minutes, but I have a feeling I won't. I'm just too tired.
On with my day, G-d willing.
