I have such good intentions about posting more regularly here, but it seems that as soon as work gets crazy, which…when is work not crazy nowadays? it all goes out the window. I get home (late) from work and I can’t bear the thought of turning on another computer or sitting in front of the screen, even to write something here.
Work has been EXTRA crazy this whole past week, and there is no end in sight. We’re short-staffed, too, which doesn’t help at all. My shoulder has been hurting all week as well, which… AUGH. I did go get a massage on Monday, as we have a new service at work (after not having any on-site since summer) but he was not very good. It’s a huge bummer, because I really was hoping the new person would be decent as I need to go every other week at least to stave off the same arm, neck and shoulder issues which I’ve struggled with the past few years.
I grumped a bit on Facebook this past week about the fact that we don’t have any holidays until Easter and got royally ripped for whining about my first world problems by a former colleague who moved back to the US years ago. She snootily told me to quit my crying since I had just “had two weeks off for Christmas”…which I didn’t actually have. And then when I said that the US has TWO holidays (this coming Monday and one in February) was informed that no one gets those off except government employees, banks, and schools. And finally finishing with the oneupmanship comment that THEY don’t have any holidays until Memorial Day. So I should just get over my pathetic 12-week wahwah.
I ended up just deleting the whole thing, but GAH, it was everything that makes me want to get off Facebook completely forever. If I want to grump that I think it’s tough to go all the way to the end of March without an extra day off, why shouldn’t I be able to? OF COURSE it’s a first world problem. I’m pretty sure EVERYONE on Facebook only has first world problems, because people who are on Facebook pretty much all live in the first world, no? And coming from someone who lives in the US, has a good job, travels to Sweden regularly, and COULD HAVE STAYED HERE, bitching about the fact that she has it worse because her holiday-drought goes all the way until the end of May struck me as a bit much. /end stupid rant that I should also just delete
It’s the weekend now, though, and I intend to relax as much as possible. I’ve slept in, done minimal tidying up, read one book and started another, played stupid iPad games, done a couple of things on my to-do list and now Anders is making dinner. We are taking his mom to fika tomorrow at Karin’s cafe in Malmö (which sounds like she owns it, but she just works there). It’s a darling little old-fashioned space and Karin makes delicious avocado toast and smoothie bowls. Even though it’s basically a coffee spot, and I don’t drink coffee, it will be nice to go there again. Plus, they have a delicious ginger pear drink, so there’s that.