Electrician was suppose to come in the morning. At 330pm I said fuck it, took more nyquil, and went to lay down.

He called saying he was 20 minutes away as I was drifting off.

Husband dealt with it.

Something simmering 3 way switch, wall switch was weird other switch was okay, regardless all the lights are fixed and now back on and the switch is fixed.

I can now can and not in the dark!

After I get over what the hell is inside my body making me sick.

First day back at work for me! I was honestly afraid I wouldn’t function and I’m not saying I was at my best (I somehow lost my jacket???) but during my time off at home I was constantly crying and I was worried I would be like that at work. Nope, too busy and incredulous at gestures broadly that I didn’t have time to feel feelings!

I did try writing out super basic steps to my morning routine in an app and following along and it went pretty well! I also managed to eat breakfast and bring a snack. No dice on leaving on time or drinking enough water, but I’ll get there.

Two memes to convey my day and work life in general: