Workation?

Or should I call it workaday? It doesn't matter. Whatever you call it, despite taking the day off, I wound up working just as much (if not more) than I would've had I just gone in to work. The day started with an Early Childhood Education screening, courtesy of the Parkway School District. It's a free screening to everyone in the district for kids 3-5 so they can make sure that kids are where they need to be prior to starting formal education. If they're not, they can refer you to an occupational therapist or counselor or whatever type of specialist your child might need. Anyway, other than some minor issues that are common for kids (especially boys) his age, Rags was normal, which is really all I ask for. Excellence we can worry about later. Right now I just want him doing what he's supposed to be doing when he's supposed to be doing it.

After that, we took him out for a snack, I went to the bank, met the husband for lunch, dropped off the kid, went to get an oil change, came back to pump, got my license renewed then came back and did laundry while monitoring a situation at work from home. I haven't figured out yet whether I should be happy or upset that I didn't go to work today.

After the scant four hours of sleep last night, I'm kind of glad I didn't, especially since I wound up having to forfeit my last planned day off. I'm not sure I could've stayed still if yesterday was any indication of how today went. We have multiple personnel issues and some other problems that evidently all came to a head today. Yesterday was just brutal, but I hear today was even worse. It makes me glad I'm not a manager.

So, that's that. Still to do: do more laundry, go to the grocery, pick up the kids, make dinner and start the slippery slope to bedtime. What I'd really like to do, though, is crawl into bed.

And, since you asked, there really wasn't any point to this post. If you've read this far, your life might be more boring than mine (unlikely) or you could be a glutton for punishment.