Allow me to show you how tired I am.
Hey, friends. This is going to be brief, since, as I have indicated, I am hella tired. Recently my body has continued to adjust to not being on birth control, which has apparently meant that 14 years of hormones that were being suppressed are suddenly returning with a muthafuckin’ vengeance. We’re talking breakouts, adolescent mood swings, crying at the wedding episode of The Office (more than usual)…it’s been pretty much like being 16 years old again. This month has felt a bit more tolerable, so hopefully it will continue to level out. But man, body. You are batshit crazy sometimes.
In other, non-hormonal news, I’ve just been promoted at work from receptionist to an assistant position. It’s temporary for a month while I (and the people I’m assisting) decide if it seems like a good fit. I’m still only a few days in, but it’s been a little bit of a shock to go from doing next to nothing to suddenly having to use my brain again (not to mention the major decrease in possible blog-reading time). I’d like to stick with it, though, even if it’s not a field that I feel particularly passionate about. It’s just nice to feel like I’m using a bit more of my intelligence than was needed to answer phones and stare out the window. There is definitely something bittersweet about finding (minor) success in an area that is not my chosen one, but I’m going to try to just take it one day at a time and see where it takes me. It’s also just nice to feel appreciated and useful and important. Hopefully as I find my equilibrium I won’t be so exhausted by having to actually think during the workday.
Phew. That took a lot of energy. Time for some True Blood and sleep. Night.
